From the high peak he comes
Like a shadow in the night
Taking the stars his coat does shine
Revealing the moon in his eye
From that eye is a fire
Of dancing beauty, of dancing sea

His nostrils are wide as they flare
Coming forth a breath of might
From his chest comes his neigh
Frightening as thunder,
Piercing the wind

His hooves are that of iron
With thundering swift pace
Muscles of steel deeply carved
Exults their strength rolling stride

A tail and mane that flies like lightning
His forelock flares about his ears
Laid back in his anger

His great swooping back beams with light
His great neck is arched in power
It stretches out as his hooves swiftly gallop

His eyes are ablaze,
His teeth are bared

He rears when the thunder comes
But does not fear the coming storm