Over distant lands, I yearn to fly! To see city lights, From sky up high! Over crystal seas, I long to stray, See all earth's wonders, in bright display. My descent may trace no ancient line, Yet from many kin, Genes intertwine. High hills and deep vales, I draw power, From foreign lands, Forest and flowers. Sacred ancestors, Vast lands you hail! With your wits and might, I will prevail. By magic I fly, From night to morn! I seek to see, This world I was born! Diverse these cultures, Such adventures! Part of my blood, Ever remembers. These distant lands, I have never known. Still familiar, Memories not my own. From fjords to hegy, I shall take flight. In my tapestry, I find delight. No one flag can claim, My spirit's pride, I'm the nexus, Where ancients collide! Not bound by border, Matriarch maze. I walk these roads, Child of the ways. Witness the world, Her beauty vital. To discover, My mind's recital. I am of the earth, Child so free, In her embrace, I have Eternity. Not bound by border, Matriarch maze. I walk these roads, Child of the ways.
