[Chief Okena Littlehawk]

The sun.. and the moon



[begins to speak in another language]



Your ways are similar, to the raisin sun

Warm to me, but too strong for some 

The more you are needed, the brighter you shine

Watch them for too long, your brilliance will blind

The eyes of mortal men, threaten you with doom

They regret to see you, set, but it is time, for the moo