| This is the ballad of Fallen Timbers
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| Where the river runs with our blood
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| This is the song of Little Turtle
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| The war-chief of men, called Michikinikwa
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| Into the northwest of the new world
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| Where their white blood still stains the sky
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| The native riots awakened the dawn
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| We fought, you’ve paid for each brother who has died
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| Fire! |
| Fire!
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| Fire! |
| Fire!
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| No retreat and hold the line
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| Keep the lands the spirits gave us
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| Impetuous, the lonely fury of the steed
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| In the sign of the eagle and wolf
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| Reveal to the world!
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| Ride the sky with the moon, your faithful bride
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| Til the end of my life, there’s a promise I will keep high
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| Kiche Manetoa
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| Guide my brothers to my side
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| On the banks of the west
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| In the middle of the night
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| Kiche Manetoa
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| Bless this river and our fight where we’ll die
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| Into the northwest of the new world
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| We go to risk even our lives
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| Axes and feathers in the dense forest
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| Faces of war gather all around the fire
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| Here in the forest of Fallen Timbers
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| Where freedom will claim its price
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| Eyes in the night waiting for their arrival
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| Our death will remind us of those who had to fight
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| Hey ana hai
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| Ena hey ana hai Ena
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| Hey ana hai ena heya ana ha
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| Hey ana hai
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| Ena hey ana hai Ena
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| Hey ana hai ena heya ana ha
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| Fire, burn slow in the lap of the stones
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| Until the time to blaze forth
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| Now has come
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| Fear, lie quiet on the side of the moon
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| Until the night is faced by the sons of the war
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| Fire! |
| Fire!
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| Fire! |
| Fire!
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| No retreat and hold the line
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| Keep the lands the spirits gave us
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| Impetuous, the lonely fury of the steed
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| In the sign of the eagle and wolf
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| Reveal to the world!
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| Ride the sky with the moon, your faithful bride
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| Til the end of my life, there’s a promise I will keep high
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| My young brother, rest in peace
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| There is nothing you will need
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| Cause your spirit will return
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| To the land where we were free
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| Where there wasn’t a place for war
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| For vengeance and for gold
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| Where the only wish of sundown
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| Was that you come back home
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| Kiche Manetoa
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| Guide my brothers to my side
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| On the banks of the west
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| In the middle of the night
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| Kiche Manetoa
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| Bless this river and our fight where we’ll die
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| Kiche Manetoa
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| Guide my brothers to my side
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| On the banks of the west
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| In the middle of the night
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| Kiche Manetoa
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| Bless this river and our fight where we’ll die
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| Kiche Manetoa
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| Guide my brothers to my side
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| On the banks of the west
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| In the middle of the night
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| Kiche Manetoa
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| Bless this river and our fight where we’ll die
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| Kiche Manetoa
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| Bless this river and our fight where we’ll die |