Kateri Tekakwitha

Long time ago In Iroquoian snow
Lived a fair mohawk maiden
She gave her life to the Christian spirit
She loved the prayers
The golden airs
Snow flakes in her hair

Kateri Tekakwitha
My bell heart, my evil mind, my rike on kind

She'll come again to a summer fan
Sunlight on the willows
She'll wing all the Aspens and all will quiver
And I will shiver

Kateri Tekakwitha
My bell heart, my evil mind, my ryke on kind

I will go down the purple waters
In my canoe by the arks bent in two
To the black wall, to Canyons
And singing will cleanse her

Kateri Tekakwitha
My good heart, my glowing mind, my loving kind
Kateri Tekakwitha
Kateri Tekakwitha