Sweet child
Goodbye
Bravely you fought
Bravely you fell
Your voice has been stilled
My sweet brave little girl
I remember a time
Where you'd impatiently wait
For the hunters' return
Demanding to know
The time when you
Could follow us onto
Our hunt in the cold
A white bear you dreamt of catching on your own
Thus proving to all; your chief-daughter blood
My child
To me, there was nothing to prove
How could I deny
What I bore in my womb?
Yet now I'll dry my tears
And I will cry no more
This place is filled
With voices of old
Though I'd thought it would be different
That you'd follow me as chief
In the end fate had a different path for us
In the end
You came here first