for UE
1.6.2015
The breadth of the Earth lay wet
But the Sun rises from the East
From vague sights and the mist
The dark jungles, cool and serene
But the Lions stride through the green
Fearing neither man or faun
A shriek of strength is heard up the skies
The Eagle soars high up, many many miles
Hopes are high, seething thru the times
The wind surfs the wild oceans
The Whales trumpet blows far beyond
And all tremble, sea-dwellers and stray crustaceans
Now if the Skies were conquered by a hopeful bird
And to the jungles a strong King is crowned
And to the waters, courage abound
Then this piece made for you
Brings to you a joint of these brothers: strength, hope and courage
