The black turkey gobbler, under the east, the middle of his trail; toward us
it is about to dawn.
The black gurkey gobbler, the tips of his beautiful tail;
above us the dawn whitens.
The black turkey gobbler, the tips of his beautiful tail;
above us the dawn becomes yellow....
... I'm so sorry to do this to you, but this post has been moved to my new website, Widdershins, and can be found in its entirety here: Mescalero Apache Song of the Gotal Ceremony
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