Song From the Mountain Chant (Navaho)
SONG FROM THE MOUNTAIN CHANT
NAVAJO
Thereof he telleth.
Now of the Holy Youth,
Thereof he telleth.
Thereof he telleth.
Moccasins decked with black,
Thereof he telleth.
Thereof he telleth.
And richly broidered dress,
Thereof he telleth.
Thereof he telleth.
Arm-bands of eagle feathers,
Thereof he telleth.
Thereof he telleth.
And now the rain-plumes,
Thereof he telleth.
Thereof he telleth.
Now of the Male-Rain,
Thereof he telleth.
Thereof he telleth.
Now of the rain-drops fallen,
Thereof he telleth.
Thereof he telleth.
Now of Unending Life,
Thereof he telleth.
Thereof he telleth.
Now of Unchanging Joy,
Thereof he telleth.
Thereof he telleth.
Thereof he telleth.