[Verse 1]

My hand on the river banks

The livestock’s dying by the hunt

Feed our huts and teepees

Along the lake, children play

Someone’s scrubbing clothes and

The chief is cooking a pork roast

Animal skins tanning by the road

I see smoke rising up

He’s burning arrows, hardening

Emerging from the woods you see

They’re from the hunt, with buffalo meat

For dinner and lunch we have fat, meat and

Freshly baked bread, wildcrafted berries and

We traded the skins for corn, beans and squash

[Chorus]

And I look to the dark star

Come on, let me out, czar

I look to the dark star

Come on, let me out, czar (Yeah)

Let me out, czar

And I look to the dark star

Dark star, and I look to the dark star

Come on, let me out, czar

Yeah

Let me out, czar