Where did they come from, what distance shore did they

watch the dawn brake.

What made them leave the only way of life they know to began again.

what distasters did they brave

an howling wind and unforgiving rain.

With backs bent to the plough they toiled in that strange new land.

with the cries of the wolves as their lullaby.

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