Child of the mighty Wolf,

Growing so strong and brave,

Omens will guide your heart

Dreams will carry your feet.

While time leads your paths,

And your heritage, your soul,

Climb the mountains to the sky

On wings of courage ,you can fly,

Your life-circle will be complate,

When your omems and dreams sleep.

A wild Spirit, bravely goes

before you, Child of the

Mighty Naantam.

by M.A.Whitaker