In red swan-down he made it for me;
In red swan-down he made it for me;
He of the water--he of the mysterious face--
Gave it to me;
Sacred Father--Grandfather!
Grandfather made me magical medicine.
That is true!
Being of mystery,--grown in the water--
He gave it to me!
To the face of our Grandfather stretch out your hand;
Holding a quadruped, stretch out your hand!
Till high o'er the hills of the east
_Anpétuwee_ walked on his journey,
In secret they danced at the feast,
and communed with the mighty _Unktéhee_.
Then opened the door of the _tee_
to the eyes of the wondering Dakotas,
And the sons of _Unktéhee_ to be,
were endowed with the sacred _Ozúha_[82]
By the son of tall Wazí-kuté, Tamdóka,
the chief of the Magi.
And thus since the birth-day of man--
since he sprang from the heart of the mountains,[69]
Has the sacred "_Wacépee Wakán_"
by the warlike Dakotas been honored,
And the god-favored sons of the clan
work their will with the help of the spirits.