THE SONG OF THE STARS We are the stars which sing, We sing with our light; We are the birds of fire, We fly over the sky Our light is a voice. We make a road for spirits, For the spirits to pass over. Among us are three hunters Who chase a bear; There never was a time When they were not hunting We look down on the mountains. This is the Song of the Stars.
From the Passamaquoddy on Campobello Island, New Brunswick Collected and published by Charles G. Leland 1884
