Hawk of the Hills

Where Leaves don’t fall
Streams grow old
Summers sing
And deride the cold
Where our daughters meet the grain
Sun above as
Grant your solace and light
Where the enemies falter
We will strike
So fly
Fly, Hawk of the Hills
Our perseverance
Where lucent pyres
All the dark
The apples of our youth
They hark
When our daughters greet the rain
Striding forth
Our thoughts invisible
We cast black far
Inside your hearts
Soar high
Soar, Hawk of the Hills
Our victory
Prolong th fight
Unknown ur spears
Catch the wind
Unfurl the sky
Bird of Prey
Oh circlet of sun
Move the Clouds
In you
Bird of Prey
Relentless and free
Move the Clouds
In you
Prolong the fight
Unknown ur spears
Catch the wind
Unfurl the sky