I arise from rest with movements swift
As the beat of a raven’s wings
I arise
To meet the day
Wa-wa.
My face is turned from the dark of night
To gaze at the dawn of day,
Now whitening the sky.
– Iglulik Eskimo Song
I arise from rest with movements swift
As the beat of a raven’s wings
I arise
To meet the day
Wa-wa.
My face is turned from the dark of night
To gaze at the dawn of day,
Now whitening the sky.
– Iglulik Eskimo Song