AmI am my Cmother's saGvage dauAmghter,

AmThe one who runs bareCfoot, curGsing sharp Amstones.

AmI am my moCther's savaGge daugAmhter,

AmI will not cut my hairE, I will not G lower my Amvoice.

AmMy mother's Cchild is a G savage. Am

AmShe looks for Cher omens in the G colors of Amstones.

AmIn the faces of Ccats, in the Gfall of feaAmthers,

AmIn the dancing of fiEre and the curGve of old Ambones.