Glory is on our way[? ]
Worship the sun, great spirit
Born of the mother earth,
Seek for the true white brother

We are the chosen people, give back our sacred land
We are the four grandfathers, a destiny for man

It is written in our prophecy,

[it is written in our prophecy]

That we shall find the true white brother,

[we shall find the true white brother]

Who will help us, joined together, to build humanity

There is a place for everyone

We are the chosen people, give back our holy land
We are the ever forest, we are great spirit?s hand

She will call us soon,
She will shake her body,
Bringing your land to ruin
Why will the world not hear us?

We are most ancient teachers, we know great spirit?s plan
We learned by nature?s secrets, the inner side of man

We are the chosen people, give back our sacred land
We are the four grandfathers, a destiny for man