We set forth
A retinue
With steed and cart

So we roved the land
Stealthily
We sallied out

To find new shores
As the passage led


Set sail, ye hearts
Into the sea of hope
The druid blessed

This mount froseen
We grudged no pains
We faced distress

Yet a glowing wick
Kindles fire...


Alike a liminal place
A dormant beacon we faced
The haven foretold

A fortress of ages to come

At the rise of a new dawn

Woke the daughter of the sun
Wafted on black wings
Vastly soaring boding skies


We followed
The rites of old

As we stock out
The ordained new land
We held our breath

As the skies got black
And a storm arose
A swarm of crows


Lo and behold!
The black birds branched out

A circle wide
In the riven skies
They lined the nemeton

Of the fulgent hill
And again, and again, and again
The presage witnessed


Adiantunne ni exverti
Adiantunne di nappisetu