Yes, I remember, long ago,
In mind's eye still I see
My friends and I adventuring:
A time when we were three.
Those days are gone, no more are we
A trio bound as one:
Though memories shall never fade,
Crusading days are done.
Sometimes I dream about it still:
That carefree, far-off youth
When all of us, in friendship, sought
To find eternal truth.
Time waits for nopony, of course,
And nothing can I do
But wait till we are three again,
Adventuring anew.