Before your mother's mother's dams
Yet danced in magic twilight dim
Before their mother's tribes were born
When time was new and yet unworn
We lived in endless day.
Remember, cub, the sea from which
In far-gone past the Daamin sprang
Now feel the soil of ages lost
And clouds that in a bright sky hang
Beneath a million suns.
We fled away into the night
When night was yet a haunting dream;
In dreams remember, cub, our home
Verkorra in eternal light
To light we shall return.
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