Sound out the galleon to travel to cross
close the space between pastures
as rightly attained.
As old stands to plunder
expectant as one dear companion can utter
the right we achieve.
Climb summer mornings and tell me of days past
did we all to sing of the praises of love
And is one hand raised high in the dark.
Total relating appointed close factors
of what we regard as the answer lies there,
and is one hand raised high in the dark.
There stands Olias to outward to build a ship
Holding within all we hope to retain.
The frame will be so built to challenge the universe
clasped with the skins of the fish of the plain.
Mastered volcano erupt with the pleasure
and sing to the power, we will sail to the East,
and all hands shall rise to the call
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