I have seen war, bloodshed rivers
Corpses laying in the fields of demise.

I have heard the cry, the call of my people
Yearning their lost, yearning their past.

Ref:

In the eyes of the Raven
Our lives are flashing by
In the cry of the Raven
Our story will be cried
In our tales, in our songs, in our words
Our story will survive
In the heart of the Raven
Our past is written in signs.

I have seen darkness upon man of this land
Embraced by sorrow and grief
A dark shade of lifeless soul
Brought the coldness of winters dead

I flew over mountains, flew over blue seas
Saw agony and endless pain
Provided by the man from the eastern land.

Ref:

In the eyes of the Raven
Our lives are flashing by
In the cry of the Raven
Our story will be cried
In our tales, in our songs, in our words
Our story will survive
In the heart of the Raven
Our past is written in signs.