... noe ...

... 𝐧𝐨𝐞 ... 

... in the year of '39, assembled here the volunteers
... in the days when lands were few
... here the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny morn
... the sweetest sight ever seen

... 𝐬𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 ...

... and the night followed day
... and the story tellers say
... that the score brave souls inside
... for many a lonely day sailed across the milky seas
... ne'er looked back, never feared, never cried

... 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬 ...

... don't you hear my call though you're many years away
... don't you hear me calling you
... write your letters in the sand
... for the day I take your hand
... in the land that our grandchildren knew

... 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐩 ... 

... in the year of '39 came a ship in from the blue
... the volunteers came home that day
... and they bring good news of a world so newly born
... though their hearts so heavily weigh
... for the Earth is old and grey, little darling, we'll away
... but my love, this cannot be
... oh, so many years have gone though I'm older but a year
... your mother's eyes, from your eyes, cry to me

... 𝐥. 𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 ...

... don't you hear my call though you're many years away? 
... don't you hear me calling you?
... write your letters in the sand for the day I take your hand
... in the land that our grandchildren knew

... 𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐥 ...

... don't you hear my call though you're many years away?
... don't you hear me calling you?
... all your letters in the sand cannot heal me like your hand
... for my life
... still ahead
... pity me

... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 ...