mooney] SONGS OF THE KIOWA 1087 



Translation 



I am mashing the berries, 

 I am mashing the berries. 



They say travelers are coining on the march, 

 They say travelers are coining on the march. 

 I stir (the berries) around, I stir them around; 

 I take them up with a spoou of buffalo horn, 

 I take them up with a spoon of buffalo horn, 

 And I carry them, I carry them (to the strangers), 

 And I carry them. I carry them i to the strangers . 



This song gives a pretty picture of the old Indian home life and hos- 

 pitality. In her dream the woman who composed it imagines herself 

 cooking fruit, when the word comes that travelers are approaching, the 

 verb implying that they are on the march with their children, dogs, and 

 household property. She stirs the berries around a few times more, 

 lifts them out with a spoon of buffalo horn, and goes to offer them to 

 the strangers. The translation is an exact paraphrase of the rhythmic 

 repetition of the original. The berry called ehyuri'i, "principal or bast 

 fruit," is not found in the present country of the Kiowa, but is remem- 

 bered among the pleasant things of their old home in the north. It is 

 described as a species of cherry. 



13. Go mgya-da'ga 



Go'mgya-da ga, 

 Go'nigya-da'ga, 

 Do' nya'zii'ngo, 

 Do' nya'za'ngo, 

 Go' da'gya inhii'po, 

 Go' da'gya iiiha'po. 



Translation 



Thar wind, that wind 

 Shakes my tipi, shakes my tipi, 

 And sink's a song for me, 

 And sings a song for me. 



To the familiar this little song brings up pleasant memories of the 

 prairie camp when the wind is whistling through the tipi poles and 

 blowing the flaps about, while inside the fire burns bright and the song 

 and the game go round. 



14. DaK'IN A DAKA'StXHE DAL 



Dak'ifi a daka Titahe'da], 

 Dak in a daka'ntiihe dal. 

 Tsi sns-a daka'ntiihe dal. 

 Tsi'sns-a daka'ntiihe dal. 

 Da'gya nyiipa'de, 

 Da'gya nyapa de. 

 Da'gya inatii gyi, 

 Da'gya inatii'gyi. 

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