The day broke with slender rain. The place which is called “lightning’s water stands,” The place which is called “where the dawn strikes,” Four places where it is called “it dawns with life,” I landed there. I went among the sky youths. One came to me with long life. When he talked over my body with the longest life, The voice of the thunder spoke well four times, He spoke four times to me with life. Holy sky youth spoke to me four times. When he talked to me my breath became. A SONG OF THE MASKED DANCERS III (_Apache_) The living sky black-spotted; The living sky blue-spotted; The living sky yellow-spotted; The living sky white-spotted; The young spruce as girls stood up for their dance in the way of life. When my songs first were, they made my songs with words of jet. Earth when it was made, Sky when it was made, Earth to the end, Sky to the end, Black gans, black thunder, when they came toward each other, The various bad things that used to be vanished; The bad wishes which were in the world vanished. The lightning of the black thunder struck four times for them. It struck four times for me. EMERGENCE SONG (_Pima_) Together we emerge with our rattles; Together we emerge with our rattles, Bright-hued feathers in our head-dresses. With our nyñnyirsa we went down; With our nyñnyirsa we went down, Wearing _Yoku_ feathers in our head-dresses. This is the white land; we arrive singing, Head-dresses waving in the breeze. We have come! We have come! The land trembles with our dancing and singing. On these black mountains all are singing. Head-dresses waving, head-dresses waving. We all rejoice! We all rejoice! Singing, dancing, the mountains trembling. THE WARNING OF THE FLOOD (_Pima_) Weep my unfortunate people! All this you will see take place. Weep my unfortunate people! For the waters will cover the land. Weep my unhappy relatives! You will learn all. Weep my unhappy relatives! You will learn all. The waters will cover the mountains. Weep my unfortunate people! All this you will see take place. Weep my unfortunate people! For the waters will cover the land. PROTECTION SONG (_Navaho_) I Now, Slayer of the Alien Gods, among men am I. Now among the alien gods with weapons of magic am I. Rubbed with the summits of the mountains, Now among the alien gods with weapons of magic am I. Now upon the beautiful trail of old age, Now among the alien gods with weapons of magic am I. II