During migration the clan reaches a  high mountain 
there is an eagle sitting on top of the mountain,
The eagle orders the clan’s spokesmen to come forward,
and it tests them
 it shoot arrows into the spokesmen’s body,
and the arrow pierces the body of spokesmen,
with arrows protruding from their bodies, 
the spokesman take out a flute 
and perform a sweet, soft melody with the flute,
the sweet, soft melody vibrates the air,
which takes out the arrow  from the body of the spokesmen ,
and heals their wounds,
and the eagles sees that,
the clan is strong enough,
and gives them its  name. 
A Hopi poem by a Hungarian writer
Translated from Hungarian by me
 
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