Mother Earth was in the garden while her kids were runnin' 'round

Sister Moon was laughing as she ran

Then Brother Sun crashed into his mother's garden pail

Spreadin' seeds all over the land

So they say this is how the woods were made

With the aspens, the oaks, and evergreens

Don't you know that sometimes it happens by mistake

That we make the most beautiful things

When Brother Sun fell down in the dirt

Father Sky filled a basin with the rain

Then Sister Moon tripped and tumbled in

Splashing water all across the plains

So they say this is how the rivers were forged

With the rapids, the rushes, and the springs

Don't you know that sometimes it happens by chance

That we make the most beautiful things

Navajo: Nízhóonígoo adah íílyah (They made it beautifully)

Sister Moon and Brother Sun were out in the yard

Throwin' mud and digging holes in the ground.

They kicked and they rolled all over the fields

Pushing up rocks and dirt all around

So they say this is how the mountains were formed

With the peaks, the valleys, and the streams

Don't you know that sometimes it happens by playing

That we make the most beautiful things

Nízhóonígoo adah íílyah (They made it beautifully)

At the end of the day Mother Earth was tired

And put her children down to rest - Dah'íílwoosh sha'ałchíní (go to sleep my children)

She made two beds at the ends of the sky

One in the east, and one in the west

So they say this is how our days were split

By the nights, the stars, and our dreams

Don't you know that it takes some darkness and some light

To make the most beautiful things

Nízhóonígoo adah íílyah (They made it beautifully)

Chant translation: "They made everything beautiful in the most perfect way"