We are the tribal people.
We are simple people.
We are who we are.
We don't pretend to be somebody else.
We are not ashamed of who we are.
We are natural.
The earth is our mother.
She gives us everything.
She gives us life.
We are a part of her.
Why pretend to be somebody else?
Why pretend to think something else?
Why pretend to feel something else?
We are who we are,
naked under the sun,
barefoot on the face of our mother,
at night we rest in her lap,
in daytime we work, play and dance
upon her beautiful body
and she is happy,
and the sun, our father, is smiling.
We are the happy people.
We celebrate life.
We are sad people.
We cry when we see how our mother
is being destroyed.
We are angry also,
but we don't destroy and kill from anger,
because we love all living creatures:
stones, plants, animals, people, angels and
all spirits and everything that is,
because they are all our brothers and sisters.
We are one with all life!
We are simple people.
We are who we are.
We don't pretend to be somebody else.
We are not ashamed of who we are.
We are natural.
The earth is our mother.
She gives us everything.
She gives us life.
We are a part of her.
Why pretend to be somebody else?
Why pretend to think something else?
Why pretend to feel something else?
We are who we are,
naked under the sun,
barefoot on the face of our mother,
at night we rest in her lap,
in daytime we work, play and dance
upon her beautiful body
and she is happy,
and the sun, our father, is smiling.
We are the happy people.
We celebrate life.
We are sad people.
We cry when we see how our mother
is being destroyed.
We are angry also,
but we don't destroy and kill from anger,
because we love all living creatures:
stones, plants, animals, people, angels and
all spirits and everything that is,
because they are all our brothers and sisters.
We are one with all life!