Calling all strength of my ancestors

This little Indian is ashamed

She never knew her name;

Apachu

This little Indian has been lost

She never knew her cost;

Apachu

Many dead Indians

Fight with stones and prayers

The enemy

Stand on bones against thieves

The enemy

When this little Indian’s feeling tired

She thinks about her blood-fire;

Apachu

When this little Indian’s getting weak

I remember I can do anything;

I’m Apachu

Many dead Indians

Kill or be killed... liberty

The enemy

Starve or freeze, but be free

The enemy

This little Indian

This little Indian

One little Indian

Two little Indians

Three little Indians

Many dead Indians...

(Martine

Perico

Chihuahua

Kaetennae

Cochise

Naches

Toos day zay

Geronimo

Alchesay

Sanchez

Taza

Eskiminzin

Victorio

Chato

Tzoe

Mangas Colorados

Benito

Nosey

Zele

Loco)