... float...
Riders...
flit like shining lights...
fly, float,
don't defend yourself against
and strà ¤uben...
... fall...
black horses
into the sky,
neigh and go out
... suddenly freezes the world
of crystalline melodies
and I can see far away...
to the distant forests of heaven
where floating riders
like shining ones Lights flutter
and float forever...
... and defend themselves against
and struggle...