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 A mighty stream is hurtling wild,
 * Wave after wave rolls on,

But bound on bound both armies through
 * The stormy stream are gone.

The waters seiz’d the foreigners,
 * And ;whelm’d them in the tide,

But safely bore the friends they knew
 * To reach the other side.

Far, far and wide, through all the land,
 * With its long wings spread on high,

A furious glede with vengeful speed
 * Doth chase the birds that fly.

And Zaboi’s band thro’ all the land
 * Spreads wide, their foes to meet,

And down they smite them everywhere
 * Beneath their horses’ feet.


 * Beneath the sun by day,

And then in the darksome night again,
 * And then in the morning gray.

A mighty stream is hurtling wild,
 * Wave after wave rolls on,