Equestrian کے بول

I slept in hills of wheat and pine Too many years have passed me by I come down from the mountain They offered me their finest wine We danced and drank to pass the time I come down from the mountain And as the light crept up in the hills I headed off for home Memories of times spent away Vanish into the sun You were found Living in the wild son In the wild living with the wild ones You were found living in the wild sun I come down from the mountain