Hark! Everypony gather 'round
To hear the bitter tale
Of times before the Princess hurled
The sun about the weary world
Upon a winded sail.

This be the volume of the lore
All spun in metered rhyme;
Of heroes in the nights before
The current track of time.

When Winidigoes would walk the world
And set to freeze it stale,
The warmth of friendship, yet unknown,
Its light upon this era shone
To halt the frozen tide alone:
This is those heroes' tale.

Candy Twinkle here be my looker - over, so thanks to her!