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