322 THE PIMA INDIANS [eth. ans. 26 



Tcuwun(d)a muihhnu, tcuwun(d)ii muihimu ; konyika yuja tcoma 



Land burning, land bnriiin^: i in there 



worsanyimu, konyu yu^a hapanyuniihungu- hanavany Aung-anyitc(i) 



rise go, I in there I looliing aronnd me' behind me 



m'uinahafigu hauavata vuno-anyi tcu\vun(d)a kakavitc tcama 



looking many around land narrow there 



tcunakiniu. (Repeat eight times) 



green. 



VI 



Vanyu pinyi mamatcuka vama nyiwahana, *vanyu pinyi 



I not know surely more ' I make, I not 



mamatcuka vama nyiwahana ; kusi tcopafi kama aiiyitaka 



know surely more I make ; very prostitute hold feel 



siamaiij'i mamukaha kony hunga imoitaka tcama yon(d)onyinga 



right give I that take in there " west ' 



wuwui tcutcuma. (Repeat; then repeat from *. Sing all four 



toward reached. 



time.s) 



VII 



Vikamu 5i^akan(d)ak nj'oninanu movinyama yukaimuna *vikamu, 



Remaining Crooked mountain me before pointed shadow remaining, 



S^gakiui(d)aku nyoiiinanu naiiakali yukaimuna ku^iafia nyunyui 



Crooked mountain, "me before curved ' shadow in songs 



Aukaiva nakimu rsaikala nyimoitailga tcupafi tcona. (Repeat; then 



sound pitiable " my heart prostitute. (?) 



repeat from *. Sing four times) 



VIII 

 KakaitcoAU yahala hon(d)on3^inga vungioma maku natiiimhu 



liiuiils small evening glow arrive make 



hapaviiii nyonyopitci nyunyukamu tcokaiigingu tangiomakai 



there ' slowly " fly darkness stripped 



mamanamu tafiitiiimu. (Repeat eight times) 



crown throw on. 



Tmndaliiiii 



The laud i.s parched and burning, 



The land is parched and burning. 

 Going and looking about nie 



I l^ee a narrow strip of green. 



Yet I do not know surel}-, 



Yet I do not know surely. 

 The harlot is here among us. 



I go away toward the west. 



The shadow of Crooked mountain, 



The curved and pointed shadow. 

 'Twas there that I heard the singing; 



Heard the songs that harmed my heart. 



The light glow of evening; 



The light glow of evening 

 Comes as the quails fly slowly, 



And it settles on the young. 



