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🌌 Journey into the Heart of the Ancestral Sky! 🌌

Experience the profound connection between earth and spirit in "Voices of the Ancestral Sky," a powerful Native American song that resonates with the wisdom of the ancestors. 🌿 This original track blends haunting melodies with the ancient Siouan language, bringing to life the voices that guide us through the night. 🎶 Let the rhythms of the drum and the echoes of the past transport you to a world where nature and spirituality unite. ✨

🔹 Listen now and feel the spirit of the earth rise within you.
🔹 Perfect for meditation, spiritual reflection, and connecting with Native American heritage.

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🪶 Lyrics 🪶
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In the whisper of the winds, I hear them call,
From the mountains to the valleys, they stand tall.
Ancestral voices echo through the night,
Guiding us through darkness, towards the light.

Hą́ske, Wanáǧi yuha, (Hą́ske: Courage, Wanáǧi: Spirit)
Očhéthi Šakówiŋ yuŋké, (Očhéthi Šakówiŋ: Seven Council Fires)
Wíyokihi, they rise in the dawn,
Wiŋhíŋla, where our hearts belong.

Voices of the ancestral sky,
Sing to us, don’t let us deny,
The wisdom in the earth, the fire in the land,
Mitákuye Oyás’iŋ, we all understand.

(Mitákuye Oyás’iŋ: All my relations / We are all related)*

Underneath the stars, where the eagle flies,
We dance to the drum, beneath the endless skies.
With each beat, we honor the sacred ground,
In the circle of life, we are all bound.

*Mázaška, (Mázaška: Iron/Steel)
Čhaŋnúŋpa wóyute, (Čhaŋnúŋpa: Sacred pipe, wóyute: Offering)
From the east to the west, where the sun sets,
Iyáya, Tȟatéya, (Iyáya: To go, Tȟatéya: The Wind) never forget.

Voices of the ancestral sky,
Sing to us, don’t let us deny,
The wisdom in the earth, the fire in the land,
Mitákuye Oyás’iŋ, we all understand.

We walk the path, where the buffalo roam,
In the heartbeat of the earth, we find our home.
With every step, we honor the old,
Stories of our people, forever told.

Voices of the ancestral sky,
Sing to us, don’t let us deny,
The wisdom in the earth, the fire in the land,
Mitákuye Oyás’iŋ, we all understand.

As the flames rise, under the moon's soft glow,
We remember who we are, and where we must go.
Wanáǧi, guide us from above,
In the spirit of unity, in the spirit of love.

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