WUWUCHIM CHANT (_Hopi_) Thus we, thus we, The night along, With happy hearts Wish well one another. In the chief’s kiva They, the fathers, They and Muyingwa Plant the double ear— Plant the perfect double corn-ear. So the fields shall shine With tassels white of perfect corn-ears. Hither to them, hither come, Rain that stands and cloud that rushes! A RAIN SONG OF THE SNAKE SOCIETY—I (_Sia_) Priests of _tinia_, Let the white floating clouds, The clouds like the plains, The lightning, thunder, rainbow, and cloud peoples water the earth. Let the people of the white floating clouds, The people of the clouds like the plains, The lightning, thunder, rainbow, and cloud peoples Come and work for us and water the earth. A RAIN SONG OF THE SNAKE SOCIETY—II (_Sia_) Cloud priest who ascends through the heart of the spruce of the north, Cloud priest who ascends through the heart of the pine of the west, Cloud priest who ascends through the heart of the oak of the south, Cloud priest who ascends through the heart of the aspen of the east, Cloud priest who ascends through the heart of the cedar of the zenith, Cloud priest who ascends through the heart of the oak of the nadir, Send your people to work for us That the water of the six great springs may quicken the earth, That she may give to us the fruits of her being. CORN SONG (_Pima_) I _Hi-ilo-o ya-a-a!_ He who sees everything Sees the two stalks of corn standing; He’s my younger brother. _Hi-ilo-o ya-a-a!_ He who sees everything, sees the two squashes; He’s my younger brother. _Hi-ilo-o ya-a-a!_ On the summit of _Ta-atûkam_ sees the corn standing; He’s my younger brother. _Hi-ilo-o ya-a-a!_ On the summit of _Ta-atûkam_ sees the squash standing; He’s my younger brother. _Hi-ilo-o woiha!_ II _Hi-ilo-o ya-a-a!_ Over _Ta-atûkam_ Rise the clouds with their loud thundering. _Hi-ilo-o ya-a-a!_ Over _Ta-atûkam_ Rise the clouds with their loud raining. _Hi-ilo-o ya-a-a!_ The Bluebird is holding In his talons the clouds that are thundering. _Hi-ilo-o ya-a-a!_ Yellowbird is holding In his talons the clouds that are raining. III _Hi-ilo-o ya-a-a!_ See Elder Brother Breathe out the winds that over _Ta-atûkam_ Drive the clouds with their loud thundering. _Hi-ilo-o ya-a-a!_ See Elder Brother Breathe out the winds that over _Ta-atûkam_ The welcome storm clouds are suspending. _Hi-ilo-o ya-a-a!_ In the great rain clouds Let me sing my song of rejoicing. RAIN SONGS (_Pima_) I _Hi-ihiya naiho-o!_ Let us begin our song, Let us begin, rejoicing. _Hitciya yahina-a._ Let us begin our song, let us begin, rejoicing, Singing of the large corn. _Hitciya yahina-a._ Singing of the small corn. _Hitciya yahina-a._ II