She flees towards a swift sunrise,
The mare's coat gleaming as deepest night,
No chance given for hasty goodbyes,
Freedom shines in her eye and she's soon out of sight.

The mare's coat gleaming as deepest night,
Mane like a sail, bridle torn from her head,
Freedom shines in her eye and she's soon out of sight,
The beautiful mare under a sky full of red.

Mane like a sail, bridle torn from her head,
Hooves punish the earth as stones leapt and sprang,
The beautiful mare under a sky full of red,
Refusing to live by the dictations of man.

Hooves punish the earth as stones leapt and sprang,
No chance given for hasty goodbyes,
Refusing to live by the dictations of man,
She flees towards a swift sunrise.