Miakoda: Power of the MOON

MIAKODA: THE GLEAM OF THE SEA

As I sat waiting for morning
I would hear the sea singing to me

As the clouds would part, the day would start
Long Island Pier
The boats, the ships

The lonely flowers sprouting along the fleet

The melody, floating beyond me
I would hear myself, when I was far from the streets
Miakoda, the gleaming moon of the sea

Guide the lonely sailors, lost lovers and geese