You yourself, everything that you see,
The star nations all over the universe you have finished.
The day, and in that day, everything you have finished.
that you may hear the voice I send.
You towards where the sun goes down, behold me;
You where the White Giant lives in power, behold me!
whence come the daybreak star and the day, behold me!
You in the depths of the heavens, an eagle of power, behold!
you who have shown mercy to your children.
Hear me, four quarters of the world—
a relative I am!
Give me the eyes to see and the strength to understand,
that I may be like you.
With your power only can I face the winds.
and walk the good road to the day of quiet.
This is my prayer; hear me!
The voice I have sent is weak,
yet with earnestness I have sent it.
It is finished. Hetchetu aloh!
—Oglala Sioux, 1930