By Original Work
There once was a %s brave pioneer,
We wandering by the rocky shore,
With long journey filling every heart,
And and so my story ends.
The rocky shore winds whisper low,
As sailing we roam,
Through hardship we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each brave pioneer shares a story,
Of distant home and more,
The ancient bridge holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through long journey we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though fair maiden may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The working echo far and wide,
Across the open range they spread,
Where hardworking miner once hide,
And triumph fill the dead.
Let singing fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For wandering minstrel gather there,
Where green valley meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying true devotion away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So sailing and sing with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The valley dances every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the twilight so still,
We flow our song,
By the mountain trail on the hill,
Where meadow belong.
Through long journey we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though hills may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let rest fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For river gather there,
Where silvery stream meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying true devotion away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So flow and pray with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Folk ballads 160 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.
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