czwartek, 21 kwietnia 2011
Jak Indianin
TRZEBA UKRYWAĆ UCZUCIA I POWSTRZYMYWAĆ SŁOWA.TRZEBA BYĆ JAK INDIANIN ,UFAĆ TYLKO ZAUFANYM.. DLA ŚWIATA MIEĆ KAMIENNĄ MASKĘ I NIE DAĆ SOBĄ POGARDZAĆ
środa, 20 kwietnia 2011
The Legend of Crazy Horse
nieco inne aczkolwiek ciekawe ukazanie historii Tashuncy Witko.
In the year of 65 when I was very young, we watched the dust clouds to the south and we knew that you had come.
We saw you build your chain of forts along the Bozeman road
But Red-Cloud had his allies a-counted long before it snowed.
And someday Great White Father you will know my name!
In the year of 66 you met me face to face. I decoyed your Captain Fetterman and we never left a trace.
Into our sacred homelands your Blue Coat Soldiers came,
But we just taught you a heap-big lesson in the battle of a hundred slain.
And someday Great White Father you will know my name!
In the June of 76 our Nation joined its hands. We made our camp at the Little Bighorn not knowing of your plans.
You sent your long-haired Custer of the Seventh Cavalry, to hunt and kill my children for wanting to be free.
And I think it's time Great White Father that you knew my name!!!
It's Crazy Horse! It's Crazy Horse!
And I wish that you were here to see,
cause I got Yellow Hair cornered at the Bighorn and I'm about to set him free!
Ride to the village to get my Oglala's, the Sans Arc's and the Miniconjou,
Get Sitting Bull with his band of Hunkpapa's the Brule's and the Blackfoot's too!
Riding home from battle came the Cheyenne ponies with white blood drippin' from their feet!
Their riders were a lookin' and a shoutin' up to heaven, here's to Chivington at Sand Creek!
Hey there mister wagon master what do ya' have inside, hidden underneath that buffalo hide?
Could it be ya brought to me some food from the man back east, so my starvin' children could have a feast?
Hey mother come look and see what the bastard done brought to me---alcohol, tobacco and guns....alcohol tobacco and guns.
Now I have seen the Eagle soaring beautiful and free, I don't want no man to make less of me.
Do you take me for a fool or as a little child? And do you really wonder what's made me wild?
Hey paleface ya better run...because my men are having lots of fun with alcohol, tobacco and guns-yeah!
Now I have waited patiently for you to pay your rent, but as of yet I haven't seen that first red cent.
I don't think that there's much chance of me evicting you, but watch out for that day that you get Sioux'd.
A hundred years have seen the setting sun, but his sad country still is run on alcohol-tobacco- and guns.
A hundred years have seen the setting sun, but his sad country still is run on alcohol-tobacco-and guns.
Now you try to trick me and lock me up in jail,
but where would a stupid savage find the bondsman or the bail?
I turn to run for I am scared and want so to be free, I feel the ice-cold bayonet as it sinks deep inside of me.
But some day Great White Father you'll remember me!
Sioux warriors teach your children the white man's evil tongue.
Make them know the name of Crazy Horse and the battles he has won.
So they will know the truth when its knowledge that they crave.
Let them sing of the land of the free and the home of the brave.
And of the Great White father that dug my grave.
Brown rivers once were blue, now the fish float upside down.
Ancestral burial grounds that's where you built your towns.
The smokestacks from your factories they pollute my skies.
You slaughtered all my buffalo and you left me here to die.
And all of this you have done in the name of God!
Crazy Horse he was laid to rest on a creek called Wounded Knee.
but there is more buried in his grave than the wisest man could see.
I have dreamed the vision of the horse that dances wild, and I have seen the land of the great beyond.
I am one with this earth as a little child. Let my eternal light shine on.
Ride away and don't recall the things that are best forgotten.
Try to find a way-of picking from the barrel the one that's rotten.
The key to peace is sitting on your shoulders. So knock upon the door and you walk on in.
You're just a child who has but to remember, that in yourself you just found your best friend.
so ride away lord--
It is said that Crazy Horse had the power to dream himself into the real world-
and to leave the illusion behind.......
In the year of 65 when I was very young, we watched the dust clouds to the south and we knew that you had come.
We saw you build your chain of forts along the Bozeman road
But Red-Cloud had his allies a-counted long before it snowed.
And someday Great White Father you will know my name!
In the year of 66 you met me face to face. I decoyed your Captain Fetterman and we never left a trace.
Into our sacred homelands your Blue Coat Soldiers came,
But we just taught you a heap-big lesson in the battle of a hundred slain.
And someday Great White Father you will know my name!
In the June of 76 our Nation joined its hands. We made our camp at the Little Bighorn not knowing of your plans.
You sent your long-haired Custer of the Seventh Cavalry, to hunt and kill my children for wanting to be free.
And I think it's time Great White Father that you knew my name!!!
It's Crazy Horse! It's Crazy Horse!
And I wish that you were here to see,
cause I got Yellow Hair cornered at the Bighorn and I'm about to set him free!
Ride to the village to get my Oglala's, the Sans Arc's and the Miniconjou,
Get Sitting Bull with his band of Hunkpapa's the Brule's and the Blackfoot's too!
Riding home from battle came the Cheyenne ponies with white blood drippin' from their feet!
Their riders were a lookin' and a shoutin' up to heaven, here's to Chivington at Sand Creek!
Hey there mister wagon master what do ya' have inside, hidden underneath that buffalo hide?
Could it be ya brought to me some food from the man back east, so my starvin' children could have a feast?
Hey mother come look and see what the bastard done brought to me---alcohol, tobacco and guns....alcohol tobacco and guns.
Now I have seen the Eagle soaring beautiful and free, I don't want no man to make less of me.
Do you take me for a fool or as a little child? And do you really wonder what's made me wild?
Hey paleface ya better run...because my men are having lots of fun with alcohol, tobacco and guns-yeah!
Now I have waited patiently for you to pay your rent, but as of yet I haven't seen that first red cent.
I don't think that there's much chance of me evicting you, but watch out for that day that you get Sioux'd.
A hundred years have seen the setting sun, but his sad country still is run on alcohol-tobacco- and guns.
A hundred years have seen the setting sun, but his sad country still is run on alcohol-tobacco-and guns.
Now you try to trick me and lock me up in jail,
but where would a stupid savage find the bondsman or the bail?
I turn to run for I am scared and want so to be free, I feel the ice-cold bayonet as it sinks deep inside of me.
But some day Great White Father you'll remember me!
Sioux warriors teach your children the white man's evil tongue.
Make them know the name of Crazy Horse and the battles he has won.
So they will know the truth when its knowledge that they crave.
Let them sing of the land of the free and the home of the brave.
And of the Great White father that dug my grave.
Brown rivers once were blue, now the fish float upside down.
Ancestral burial grounds that's where you built your towns.
The smokestacks from your factories they pollute my skies.
You slaughtered all my buffalo and you left me here to die.
And all of this you have done in the name of God!
Crazy Horse he was laid to rest on a creek called Wounded Knee.
but there is more buried in his grave than the wisest man could see.
I have dreamed the vision of the horse that dances wild, and I have seen the land of the great beyond.
I am one with this earth as a little child. Let my eternal light shine on.
Ride away and don't recall the things that are best forgotten.
Try to find a way-of picking from the barrel the one that's rotten.
The key to peace is sitting on your shoulders. So knock upon the door and you walk on in.
You're just a child who has but to remember, that in yourself you just found your best friend.
so ride away lord--
It is said that Crazy Horse had the power to dream himself into the real world-
and to leave the illusion behind.......
Indiańskie nazwy stanów w USA
1.Massachusttes od Indian at or about the greate hill (nad wielkim wzgórzem)
2.Michigan od Indian Michigna "greate or large lake" (wielkie jezioro)
Minnesota od Lakotów sky- tinted water (woda zabarwiona niebem)
4Missisipi Od Indian "Father of Waters" (Ojciec Wód)
5Missouri " town of the large canoes (miasto dużych kanu)
6Nebraska od Indian Oto Flat water (płaska woda)
7Nowy Meksyk od Azteków place of Mexitli (miejsce Mexitli)
8Ohio od Irokezów Great River (wielka rzeka)
9. Oklahama od Indian Choctaw
10Teksas od Indiańskiego słowa które znaczy przyjaciele.
na podstawie książki "Otwarta rana Ameryki" pani A. Ziółkowskiej-Boehm.
2.Michigan od Indian Michigna "greate or large lake" (wielkie jezioro)
Minnesota od Lakotów sky- tinted water (woda zabarwiona niebem)
4Missisipi Od Indian "Father of Waters" (Ojciec Wód)
5Missouri " town of the large canoes (miasto dużych kanu)
6Nebraska od Indian Oto Flat water (płaska woda)
7Nowy Meksyk od Azteków place of Mexitli (miejsce Mexitli)
8Ohio od Irokezów Great River (wielka rzeka)
9. Oklahama od Indian Choctaw
10Teksas od Indiańskiego słowa które znaczy przyjaciele.
na podstawie książki "Otwarta rana Ameryki" pani A. Ziółkowskiej-Boehm.
RELIGIA CHRZEŚCIJAŃSKA WG iNDIAN
Matka Boska z małym Jezusem - Apacze
Archaniołowie
NMP i Jezus - Czejenowie
Matka Boża z Chrystusem - Choctaw
Jezus Chrystus
Maryja -Hopi
Maryja - Pottwatomi
Trójca Święta
Ukrzyżowanie
Trójca Święta
Zwiastowanie Lakota
czwartek, 14 kwietnia 2011
Gdy
Gdy jesteś sam,
gdy nie masz już sił,
gdy płakałeś tak długo,
że wyschły już łzy.
Unieś twarz do księżyca.
On samotny jest jak ty,
on otuli cię swym światłem,
on pomoże zasnąć ci
Indiańskie pochodzenie nazw stanów w USA 1
1. od Indian Choctaw "vegetation gatheres" (zbieracze roślin)
2.Alaska od Aleutów "great land" (wspaniała ziemia) lub "that which the sea breaks against ( o co się korze opiera)
3.Arizona od Indian Ariziony "little spring (wczesna wiosna)
4Arkanas od Indian Quapaw
5Connecticut od Indian Quinnehtukqut "beside the long tidal river" obok długiej rzeki
6Dakota Pn i Pd. Od Indian dakota (sprzymierzeni)
7 Illinois od Od Indian Algonkinów "tribe of superior men" ( plemię najlepszych ludzi)
8 Kansas od Dakotów " People of the south wind" (ludzie południowego wiatru)
9 Iowa od Indian " This is the place" ( to jest to miejsce)
10 Indiana od Indian "land of Indianas" ( ziemia Indian)
11 Kentucky od Irokezów Ken - tah - ten ( ziemia jutra)
2.Alaska od Aleutów "great land" (wspaniała ziemia) lub "that which the sea breaks against ( o co się korze opiera)
3.Arizona od Indian Ariziony "little spring (wczesna wiosna)
4Arkanas od Indian Quapaw
5Connecticut od Indian Quinnehtukqut "beside the long tidal river" obok długiej rzeki
6Dakota Pn i Pd. Od Indian dakota (sprzymierzeni)
7 Illinois od Od Indian Algonkinów "tribe of superior men" ( plemię najlepszych ludzi)
8 Kansas od Dakotów " People of the south wind" (ludzie południowego wiatru)
9 Iowa od Indian " This is the place" ( to jest to miejsce)
10 Indiana od Indian "land of Indianas" ( ziemia Indian)
11 Kentucky od Irokezów Ken - tah - ten ( ziemia jutra)
Indiański poemat:
“Widzisz, ja żyję.
Żyję w harmonii z ziemią.
Żyję w harmonii z bogami.
Żyję w harmonii ze wszystkim co piękne.
Żyję w harmonii z Tobą.
Widzisz, ja żyję, żyję!”
"Wsłuchiwanie się w ciszę"- Indiańska modlitwa
którego głos słyszę na wietrze
i którego oddech daje życie całemu światu,
weź mnie w opiekę! Jestem mały i słaby. Potrzebuję
Twej siły i mądrości.
Spraw, bym szedł w pięknie i uczył moje oczy
by zawsze oglądały czerwień i purpurę zachodu słońca.
Uczyń moje dłonie pełne respektu dla rzeczy , które stworzyłeś,
i moje uszy wyczulone na Twój głos.
Uczyń mnie mądrym, abym zrozumiał sprawy,
o których nauczałeś moich ludzi.
Naucz mnie lekcji, które ukryłeś
w każdym liściu i kamieniu.
Poszukuję siły, nie przeciwko memu bratu, ale by pokonać mojegonajwiększego wroga - siebie.
Uczyń mnie zawsze gotowym, by przyjść do Ciebie
z czystymi dłońmi i patrząc prosto w oczy.
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