Ever since I was a little witch
I had this big big wish:
To have a horse, to hold,
to stroke and kiss,
to sniff his sweet warm fur.
To ride! To travel, world and wide.
In my dreams, both day and night,
on dewy paths, through summer waves
and rusty leaves, to feel the icy breeze.
A horse to carry me and me alone,
to ride a horse and to feel free.