The wind can call your name, the prairy is a home
The earth can hear you weep, the mountains never sleep
For there is life and love in everything, each living thing

The eagle holds the soul and the whisdom of my father
His wings show the freedom the search the sun again
Let my heart find him everywhere I can, that wise man

Chorus:
I am a Sioux cry to the sun, to call my father and feel we are one
To feel the spirit bringing that man, to hear him telling once again
to feel again...

The years can make a change, each winter predicts
Like white men who`d arrange, what worthy really is for them
They`ve lost all their pride in Wounded Knee, but won`t kill me

Cause father the soul, the soul is always free
Of the strong Dakota Sioux with roots they will not see
No respect they took of all our land, our friend the land, our friend

Chorus:
I am a Sioux cry to the sun, to call my father and feel we are one
To feel the spirit filling the sky and wonder why our dreams did die
I am a Sioux, I am Sioux, I feel the spirit filling the sky
and wonder why,... and crying why......?