Milan Nalimov — Manes Are Flowing

See why step where the sky is blue
A herd is racing, it warms my heart anew
The wind is lisping, the sun shines from behind
The horses run, so free and so refined
Mains are flowing, hooves are, songs of the wind in my heart resounding
The distance calls, the journey's long, my hopes, my friend, my guiding song
Black hole gleams a white star on its brow
A deep gaze holds the fate somehow
It carries me through fog and storms
Through dawns and dreams that all life spawns
Maves are flowing, hooves are pounding
Songs of the wind in my heart resounding
The distance calls, the journey's long
My host, my friend, my guiding song
Oh, oh, oh the wind, the high
And those horses that once rode away
And my memory is brighter days