Reading Birket-Smith´s book about Inuit people I have found this pretty song which apparently was sang once by Copper Eskimos.
"The song of a death man dreamed by an alive one"
Tell me, Was the life in Earth so beautiful?
Here hapinness fills me
every time aurora raises over the Earth
and the great Sun
slides up in the sky.
But the rest of the time I lie, anxious and afraid
covered by larva and worms
which quenched in the clavicle cavity
and pierce my eyes
Aji, jai, ja
I found it creepy and beautiful at the same time, it would be the perfect epitaph to be carved in my gravestone. Any knowledge about its origins would be welcome.