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Across pale lands, we chase the wind

Embraced by green mountains, we repose in meadow

Bathed in sapphire rivers, we ride on waves

Forever, steeds will gallop. Forever, we will chant

Through the vision of dark and haze, from afar the virgin land will be seen

Unchain the mind of serenity, again the neighing of ponies will be heard

Even the darkness that clouds the earth will be illuminated by the fire of heart

Listen, the welkin is calling. Towards the great land we gallop