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