Here's a story I've been told

About a child of 12 yeard old

Breathing life to young trees falling

Before the barbed wire on the plain

Before the white man ever came

She must've saved 10 000 souls

She was the keeper of the young

The ones whose lives have just begun

The ones to die their song unsung.



Oochigeas

Oochigeas



The story tells of how she cried

The day the wind blew high the fire

Left her burned but still undompted

Across the lake lived the magic team

Who set a task for malicete

To find the special girl he wanted

When all the village girls had tried

To win his heart to be his bride

Oochi would not be denied



Oochigeas

Oochigeas



Here's a story I've been told

About a child of 12 years old

Breathing life to young trees falling



Not as simple as it seemed

She had to see the one unseen

She had to cast away the lies

With courage Oochigeas tried

Forgot the pain forgot the cries

And thus she kept the dream alive



Oochigeas

Oochigeas