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I'm looking for red lance,
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son of white crow,
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grandson of running fox.
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Little brother, look at you.
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Did they drink your blood,
turn you into a wasichu?
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The wasichu did not defeat us.
:16:08
It was the wind and the snow of
our grandmother's land that was our enemy.
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And our father and grandfather?
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I'm sorry, brother, truly.
:16:33
Sitting bull was the last to
give up his rifle and horse.
:16:37
The long knives, they promised us land,
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but they lied.
:16:41
They made us prisoners.
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All of you?
:16:45
Two years the soldiers
watched over our tipis,
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and then long hair came and took us.
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Buffalo bill.
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He said he would pay us to be indians.