From once we came a mighty thing;
So small to start,
From so greater a heart.
At first we earn,
And yearn;
Then we learn;
There's more than this.
At first we catch a bit,
Then we think that's it.
Yet we can't take,
Let's not make that mistake;
We have to give to live!
For this isn't ours to plunder forever;
For it is the thunder,
The weather,
And the sea put together.
So now we feel,
A little of the little;
Because it does not ask,
It gives,
And when we are gone,
It will still be here ever on;
Until the next lot come along,
And take this song further on.
So small to start,
From so greater a heart.
At first we earn,
And yearn;
Then we learn;
There's more than this.
At first we catch a bit,
Then we think that's it.
Yet we can't take,
Let's not make that mistake;
We have to give to live!
For this isn't ours to plunder forever;
For it is the thunder,
The weather,
And the sea put together.
So now we feel,
A little of the little;
Because it does not ask,
It gives,
And when we are gone,
It will still be here ever on;
Until the next lot come along,
And take this song further on.