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• Artiste: Mariee Sioux
• Titre: Two Tongues
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Can you tell us the place where the elders chew The sky soft? The place where love is like a perfectly Quelled arrow flown from bows of pure willow And under the thundering roll of ghost buffalo Can't you hear the world's heart breaking? For it's a test of courage to kiss the snake tongued People, the fork tongued people Yes, it's a test of courage to kiss the snake tongued People, the fork tongued people 'Cause it's like two tongues at one time It's like two tongues at one time It's like two tongues at one time Like bitter spirits and sweet wine Like two tongues at one time, at one time So pour all of your souls like magma into the caverns Pour all of your souls like magma into the caverns Pour them all for the hauntings Pour them all for the hauntings Cool down for the hauntings and harden for the Hauntings Now granite soul you're a haunter A haunter hunting the children of the wild plains Now granite soul you're a haunter A haunter hunting the children of the wild plains And if my great-great-great-great-great-great Grandma could find them She would put all of their poisoned All of their poisoned, poisoned teeth In her medicine bag, in her medicine bag She'd make a graph of our death beat Pulse, murmur, quiet...pulse, murmur, quiet... Like hiding pheasants in tall grass Now there're faces in the rocks and they're Coming on strong Faces in the rocks with medicine tongues Faces in the rocks, feels like a million to one Woman and man in the moon with a cradleboard son Braided 'round close 'till all warmth is gone, gone So here take these blankets, here take these blankets They're woven from the hair of the dead With the hair from your sisters, hair from your brothers Hair from your lovers, hair from the beavers Hair from the otters The hair from your mothers, hair from your father Hair from your lovers, hair from the beavers, hair from The otters And we, we saw through you Like a candle through a buffalo's eye And we, we stood by you Like a mama bear shot with her cubs at her side And we, we saw through you Like a candle through a buffalo's eye