The shaman sat at sunset
singing a song of regret.
Come hither, come hither,
my love, from beyond the big sea.
Come hither, come back to me.
The bird flies at sunset
I lie still and yearn
eying him fly beyond the sea
never to return.
Come hither, I sing to thee
Yet nothing is left but a feather
lying on the grass
by me.
Take this feather across the sea
I whisper to the wind
Take this feather across the sea
Take it to my love
And so, I whisper, eagle, mighty eagle, bring my eagle back to me.