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Given by the one For those with pure heart The gift of power From the creation "Around the sacred fire we are gatherrting singing our chants with a clear voice to call upon the four directions to call upon the Great Spirit" Mother, I call you the Earth Father, I all you the sky Brothers the air in the sea, on the lands Share with me, your mysteries Repecting all forms of life Respecting even the night Life is within everything Night is a part of our being Around the cirlce we smoke the pipe Friend of the eagle in the sky Those are the Sacred Medicines Mitakuye Oyassin From Letras Mania