equestrienne

merchant, natalie

see

they are clearing the sawdust course

for the girl in pink on the milk-white horse

see the girl in pink on the milk-white horse

cantering over the sawdust course

her spangles twinkle his pale flanks shine

every hair of his tail is fine

see the girl in pink on the milk-white horse

cantering over the sawdust course

while his hoofbeats fall like rain

over and over and over again

and bright as a comet's his mane blows free

and she points a toe

bends a knee

nothing that moves on land or sea

will seem so beautiful to me

as the girl in pink on the milk-white horse

cantering over the sawdust course

as the girl in pink on the milk-white horse

cantering over the sawdust course

as the girl on the milk-white horse

cantering over the sawdust course