My poor aunt - I couldn't believe you were going to die.How would I hear you?I wish this - to go back to you there.You are no more.I just break out in tears and lament.All along here I'll go aroundLife Ravens I'll live along.My aunts are dying off on me andalong I'll be living.
[In Honor of Eyak: The Art of Anna Nelson Harry. Alaska Native Language Center, University of Alaska: 1982]
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