They lived where it snowed.
They lived where it stormed.
They lived where it was always winter.

While still in their cold land
They remembered longingly
the mild weather,
the many deer,
and also foxes

The poor, lonely, but tough men
became hunters and
left those living
in strong houses.

Separated from home
like breasts on the same body
the hunters became tougher
extremely good and
they reached for the sky.

The hunters camped
in the north, east,
south and west.

The man, who ruled
in that old, northern land
that they all left,
was baptized to be pure.

Where there was little
pack ice in heaped ice
with a lot of snow drifts,
the white geese ruled
and the white bear ruled

"Head Beaver and Big Bird
said 'Let us go to Akomen'"

All say they will go along,
All who are free to go.

Those of the north agreed.
Those of the east agreed.
Over the waters
Over the frozen sea
They went to enjoy it

On the wonderful slippery water,
On the stone hard water, all went
On the great tidal sea,
Over the [puckered pack ice]

[I tell you it was a big mob]
In the darkness,
all in one darkness
To Akomen, to the [west],
In the darkness
They walk and walk,
all of them

The men from the north,
the east, the south,
The eagle clan, the beaver clan
the wolf clan,
The best men, the rich men,
the head men
Those with wives,
Those with daughters,
Those with dogs

They all come.
They tarry at the land
Of the spruce pines,
Those from the east
Some with hesitation.
Esteeming highly their
Old home at the mound land