A mystic tune flew on the wind
across the dust and sand.
Behind it, in the fire of sun,
a daring, dancing man.
Of mystery and wisdom,
of ancient Twisted Hair,
he moved like words and whispers
with news and tales to share.
[Chorus]
Kokopelli, the wandering sage,
secret of the desert in another age.
Kokopelli, the bringer of trade,
bringer of hope and the music that he played.
[Verse]
His flute announced his magic,
and called for life and birth.
It drew the rains of springtime
to restore a drying Earth.
The Elders heard his whistle
and welcomed him to stay,
explored the goods he brought them,
then blessed him on his way.
[Chorus]
Kokopelli, the wandering sage,
secret of the desert in another age.
Kokopelli, the bringer of trade,
bringer of hope and the music that he played.
[Bridge]
What he carried on his back was a mystery:
the secrets of life that could set the desert free.
Through the silence of sound and the dark of day,
his stories and his music led the way.
[Chorus]
Kokopelli, the wandering sage,
secret of the desert in another age.
Kokopelli, the bringer of trade,
bringer of hope and the music that he played.
Secret of the desert in another age.