When everyone has turned against you...
Turn to the northern hemisphere.
When everyone has turned against you...
Turn into a black bear.
Timberwolf...
You have been driven off.
Return to where you were from
before...before you turn.
Canadian loon
in the middle of a lake...
Her back is black with white spots;
Just like the night.
Canadian loon,
there's no reason to be afraid.
The black bear's back is black,
and he swims away...
And I became the black bear.
Oh how they sang to me.
The timberwolf...the loon;
my only friends...
She sings on the water and he sings on the mountain.
And their voices carry...
Carry me...
And their voices carry...
To me.