He will born between the sun and the moon
And there will be wisdom,rhythm,and music
He will conceive the wind
And the universe will be resurrected with love and harmony
Let me tell you a story'bout the time when people believed in
their god and his glory His power and his holiness
The chosen few youth,
they were blessed with a new life
Reborn again as flyin'hawks with the help,
wow,oh,of God's manna
High and higher they soared into the ruby-red sky
Lookin' for ancient momeries,memories of emerald
Endless desert landscape filled their horizon
Like a stream of flowing thoughts
Reflections of forgotten days
Their wings,they felt the air,they found reality
Trees rustled,rivers flowed,showed them the way
Hawks flew into their nests,their roots,their souls.
In there they found what they were after
To save the ones with no yesterdays and tomorrows
They flew on to believe
The faithful wait for the time to come their way
For the hawks to find the stone
The hawks' eyes found the stone of wisdom
Time to recover the momeries of the people's emerald
It's time to wake
it's time to light the world with green power
they who believe share the love
Share in love,you share the love,
You will conveive in love
Power to the new generation
legend lives on
the legend lives on and on