I'm a daughter of a digger,
Who sought the mother load.
The girl became a women,
On the long and dusty road.
I'm a child of the depression.
I saw the good time come.
I'm a bushy I'm a battler.
I am Argonian!
We are one,
But we are many.
And from all the lands on earth we come.
We'll share a dream,
And sing with one voice,
I am, you are, we are Argonian!
" Brave Clarice. You will let me know when those Nirnroot stop screaming, won't you?"