I dreamed that I was riding in a south dakota field
And the sweet grass whispered to me as I rode
Oh, the sun it was at midday
It shown hot across my face
And our land lay still in grace
Yes, a crystal silent place
Before you came
Two of my closest brothers
They were riding by my side
And we watched a golden eagle
Flying circles in the sky
And we smiled as our eyes met
For our joy, we could not hide
Yes, we loved to hunt and ride
It was good to be alive
Before you came
Brother, take my hand and we will walk this magic land
Together
Sister, look on high and you will see
That storms are building in your skies
Woh, do you wonder why?
And when the sun was dying
We had reached the sacred hills
And the sky it caught on fire
And all the land was still
It was here all wrapped in blankets
In our younger days
That we fasted and we listened
Oh the night would bring us visions
Before you came
Brother, take my hand
For we must hold our father's land together
Sister, look around
And you will see the scars of battle on this ground
Woh, do you hear the sound?
I dreamed that I was riding in a south dakota field
And, the sweet grass whispered to me as I rode
Oh the sun it was at midday
It shown hot across my face
And our land lay still in grace
Is a crystal silent place