Macushla / Thelina

MACUSHLA
Macushla, Macushla
Macushla Maco
Macushla, Macushla
Macushla Maco
I met him in the valley
In the Valley of the Moon
I loved him very early
I loved him very soon
A baby was born
In the Forest of Knolls
That day a song was sung for her
To keep her from the cold
My friend had a son
The same time as I
As she held his body in her arms
His spirit did fly
He is buried on the mountain
On the mountain so high
Overlooking on the ocean
On Mount Tamalpai
Macushla, Macushla
Macushla Maco
Macushla, Macushla
Macushla Maco