Gallop, gallop through the night,

Silver stars are burning bright.

Winds are whispering, swift and free,

Riding far across the sea.

Up we go, on golden streams,

Sailing softly through our dreams.

Hold on tight and don’t look down,

Magic lifts us off the ground!

Mountains dance and rivers gleam,

Fireflies flicker like a dream.

Through the clouds and past the moon,

Morning’s coming all too soon!

One last leap, a daring flight,

Racing dawn, we chase the light.

As the sun wakes up the day,

Moonlit ponies fade away.