Cathie Ryan - In My Tribe [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

In Monument Valley we ride

Myself and my Navajo guide

I'm moved by the majesty that lives here in this place

His native home, the dry desert of his race

I don't know these mesas or these lands

Like the fields my mother plowed beside her dad

And I hold every story that her father told to me

As dear as myths of the Anasazi

We ride on and sing our peoples' songs

From roots that run as deep as they do long

And although I was born here and raised in this nation

The blood is strong in the first generation

My grandmother swept a dirt floor

As the Navajo did here before

Kayenta and Kerry may be wide water apart

But we're alike in the deep core of the heart

I've seen the sun set at The Sun's Eye

Left an echo in The Hogan nearby

A song of my people that my mother gave to me

In my tribe music is blood memory

Music is blood memory