[Music & Aydan]
Stand the new born kind
There is a song, far by the winds
A rhyme of poets, a Wrapped in a The has gone, to another realm
Stand the new born kind
As young and fresh as the in bloom The is telling stories little is a gain Tells of joy, it tells of
Pathfinders...searching for new We are pathfinders!
of a reign without throne and crown "Thou will be done!" beyond our Wondering, seeking and the unbeaten Face future from the past
Lay down no to the you can do in your hand, look up to the All we are gathering, we not fall hold (we'll hold on) we meet again This my dear old friend
our song, we went abreast We plunged into a cloven track May the stars Upon the end of road, now you tide
Stand before the new born
As young and as the Spring in bloom The song is stories little is a gain Tells of joy, it tells of
Pathfinders...searching for We are pathfinders!
Rulers of a without throne and "Thou will shall be done!" beyond our Wondering, seeking and the paths future learning from the past
Lay down no to the you can do in your hand, look up to the All we are gathering, shall we not We'll (we'll hold on) we will again This time my dear old
If you can't express you feel within Remember not words can speak If a pen killed more than Let this tune be own word!
A new journey each time (hear my call) You lotsfor new things to find We are willing to the chance
Lay no bounds... Aydan, Jarpen]