Long time ago In Iroquoian snow Lived a fair mohawk maiden She gave her life to the Christian spirit She loved the prayers The golden airs Snow flakes in her hair
Kateri Tekakwitha My bell heart, my evil mind, my rike on kind
She'll come again to a summer fan Sunlight on the willows She'll wing all the Aspens and all will quiver And I will shiver
Kateri Tekakwitha My bell heart, my evil mind, my ryke on kind
I will go down the purple waters In my canoe by the arks bent in two To the black wall, to Canyons And singing will cleanse her
Kateri Tekakwitha My good heart, my glowing mind, my loving kind Kateri Tekakwitha Kateri Tekakwitha
