We search the world for truth; we cull The good, the pure, the beautiful, From all old flower fields of the soul; And, weary seekers of the best, We come back laden from our quest, To find that all the sages said Is in the Book our mothers read.

我们在世界上寻找真理;我们从灵魂中所有古老的花坛中，挑选出善良、纯洁、美丽的花朵;当我们疲惫不堪地追寻着最好的东西时，当我们满载着寻找的东西回来时，却发现所有的圣贤所说的都在我们母亲读过的书里。