Coat of silk
Colour of blood
Harvey charges
Through the mud
Following hooves
A distant thud
Dream of the desert
Love to run
King of the road
Son of a gun
Harvey knows that
He is the One.
Sleeping standing
In the sun
Peaceful now
His day’s work done
Will rest his head
On a friendly shoulder
Dream of the desert
Love to run
King of the road
Son of a gun
Harvey knows that
He is the One.
Coat of silk
Colour of fire
Step so lightly
Over the mire
Faster, faster,
Higher, higher
Spirit of wind
Woodland flier
Dream of the desert
Love to run
King of the road
Son of a gun
Harvey knows that
He is the One.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem