Time is already lost
Where we played you and me
At the Indians in the forest
We had built in the woods
A wooden cabin
Where we went to hide
You lit a fire for us
Your name was Caribou
You were the king of the Sious
We went bird hunting
We went down the stream
In our little canoe
Together we were happy
I went home after our games
br/>A feather in my hair
We watched the evening fall
And it was with regret
As we returned home
Time is already lost
Where we played you and me
Indians in the forest
And I regret the time
The time of our childhood games
Indians and dolls
What happened to my friend
My friend the Indian chief
Who took me by the hand
br/>And sometimes I really want
On the paths of life
To see my Indian chief again
And sometimes I really want
On the paths of life
To see my Indian chief again
And sometimes I really want
On the paths of life
To see my Indian chief again

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