Born in the mountains,
the wind blowing free,
given by nature the wisdom to see,
power to heal and the strength to command,
child of our native land.
Fly far, like the eagle,
Be strong, like the eagle,
Soar high, like the eagle,
Live long, like the eagle,
When we come together in harmony,
like the eagle,
We'll be strong and free.
Circling and heeling and timing the sky,
looking at life through a far seeing eye,
searching and seeking and finding it there,
spirit of earth and air.
One sky above us, and one earth below,
life all around us and things that we know,
nothing to shadow the light of the sun,
everywhere we are one.