“Approaching steadfast from the eastern old world Are the men which only time knows Wind in their sails, flags at full mast From the old world has the new world arose Northmen of the new world stand on guard for the north new world's glorious vast strands We look to the sky, high above towering trees high above plains and mountains; aurora borealis so free Northstar guide us, pride us, provide us With the strength to go on Never will we fail, always prevail Always the true north, strong and free...”

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