She mounted her horse

She told the white horse

'Hey Whitey, falcons wing

Rating has been your work

Ever has money rated

Lead me to the city of diamonds

I know not the road to the city of diamonds

He was a beast and could not talk

But the steed knew many things

He looked over the mountain

Wind in her cape

Sane in their eyes

As they crossed them dunes

Til they rushed down the mountain

To the plain of time