Here's a story I've been told  About a child of 12 yeard old  Breathing life to young trees falling  Before the barbed wire on the plain  Before the white man ever came  She must've saved 10 000 souls  She was the keeper of the young  The ones whose lives have just begun  The ones to die their song unsung.  Oochigeas  Oochigeas  The story tells of how she cried  The day the wind blew high the fire  Left her burned but still undompted  Across the lake lived the magic team  Who set a task for malicete  To find the special girl he wanted  When all the village girls had tried  To win his heart to be his bride  Oochi would not be denied  Oochigeas  Oochigeas  Here's a story I've been told  About a child of 12 years old  Breathing life to young trees falling  Not as simple as it seemed  She had to see the one unseen  She had to cast away the lies  With courage Oochigeas tried  Forgot the pain forgot the cries  And thus she kept the dream alive  Oochigeas  Oochigeas