Producteur : Carter Chiasson
Mélodie et paroles : Carter Chiasson, Ron Martin, Angelo Spinazzola, Devon Paul, Students of Allison Bernard Memorial High School
Musique : Carter Chiasson
Voix principale : Kalolin Johnson
Artiste rap : Devon Paul
Chanteur de pow-wow : Thunder Herney
Chanteurs mi'kmaq : Darren Stevens, Trinity Bastos-Denny, Mya Denny, Jaylynn Denny, Franky Francis, Kylie Francis, Lyndsey Prosper, Sarah Prosper, Lillianna Simon, Kalolin Johnson, Ron Martin
Tambour à main : Owen Marshall
Joueurs de tambour de pow-wow : Thunder Herney, Davis Joseph Prosper, Tristen Isadore, Karzen Toney, Elvis Joe, J.R. Joe, Leon Julian
Concept vidéo : Ron Martin, Carter Chiasson, Katani Julian, Khea Paul
Portrait de Rita Joe : Tayla Paul
Soutien technique : Leandra Gould, Audianna Julian, Kenneth Marshall, Kendra Paul
Remerciements particuliers : Katani Jullian, for your Mi'kmaq language expertise, and, Newell Johnson, principal of ABMHS, for your unwavering support throughout this project.
Seen and heard by the Gentle Warrior’s word
Taught to forgive but NOT forget
Your Words are weak, my voice is strong
It carries in the wind, it carries in a song
CHOEUR
I’m trying to speak but I can’t find my words
They snatched it away, shattered my world
Don’t say that I can’t, or pretend that I’m yours
Free me so my spirit can soar, as a warrior I’m stronger
Walk the path, follow the star
Feed the soul with tales of old
In the shadows we dance, in the dark we lie
With the river we flow with the earth we cry
CHOEUR
I’m trying to speak but I can’t find my words
They snatched it away, shattered my world
Don’t say that I can’t, or pretend that I’m yours
Free me so my spirit can soar, as a warrior I’m stronger
Meet beyond the distant shore
Where lies and myths are no more
Two ways we talk, both ways we say
Words are the wings, carry us away
CHOEUR
I’m trying to speak but I can’t find my words
You snatched it away, scrambled my world
I lost my talk, my courage, my pride
For 500 years it’s been hiding inside
No more hurt, no more sorrow, no more fear, no more shame
A Mesi Klusi, I’m going insane
Give me truth, give me knowledge, give me honor, no more blame
Give me hope, give me freedom, give me love, no more pain
CHOEUR
I’m trying to speak but I can’t find my words
You snatched it away, scrambled my world
I lost my talk, my courage, my pride
For 500 years it’s been hiding inside
No more hurt, no more sorrow, no more fear, no more shame
A Mesi Klusi, I’m going insane
E’nikaq nsitunaq
Niskum, my Great Brave
Guide me so my spirit can soar
I’m a gentle warrior