Sing will all the voices of the mountain, paint with all the colors of the wind
Two hopeful hearts, two lands apart. Together there's no end to what our dream can start.
Look around you! This is where the path of hatred has brought us.
You know your path, child, now follow it.
Sometimes the right path is not always the easiest.
Like two eagles soar as one upon the river of the wind with the promise of forever, we will take the past and learn how to begin.