Tȟatȟáŋka Wíyaka" (The Buffalo’s Wings)

[Verse 1] They painted their God on our rivers, But the sky still knows our true name, Their iron horses choked the valley— We answered with thunder and flame. [Pre-Chorus: Lacota] Tȟašíyagnuŋpa nažíŋ! Wičháȟpi kiŋ léča yuhá! [Chorus] Tȟatȟáŋka wíyaka yuȟáȟa! We rise where their lies turn to rust, **Wakȟáŋ Tȟáŋka** cracks the earth’s spine— Their “forever” drowns in our dust. [Verse 2] They called us ghosts, but we’re lightning, A storm they could never chain, Their crosses rot where the grass remembers— Our blood is the land’s refrain. [Bridge (Lakota)] Čhaŋté wašté, héčhiŋni kte! Makȟóčhe kiŋ lé wakȟáŋ! [Pre-Chorus: Lacota] Tȟašíyagnuŋpa nažíŋ! Wičháȟpi kiŋ léča yuhá! [Chorus] Tȟatȟáŋka wíyaka yuȟáȟa! We rise where their lies turn to rust, **Wakȟáŋ Tȟáŋka** cracks the earth’s spine— Their “forever” drowns in our dust.