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