Ritual Song (Pawnee)
I
I know not if the voice of man can reach to the sky;
I know not if the mighty one will hear as I pray;
I know not if the gifts I ask will all granted be;
I know not if the word of old we truly can hear;
I know not what will come to pass in our future days;
I hope that only good will come, my children, to you.
II
I now know that the voice of man can reach the sky;
I now know that the mighty one has heard as I prayed;
I now know that the gifts I asked have all granted been.
I now know that the word of old we truly have heard;
I now know that Tirá wa hearkens unto man’s prayer;
I know that only good has come, my children, to you.