A horse,

All silvered and shiny armored,

His hooves shone with the moon,

The silver mask like sheets of silver lights,

Hes hair waving from side to side,

And the steel flickered of the saddle,

Ever shaking his magnificent mane,

With blowing staggering hot and reeking,

Speeds towards the battlefields,

blood dripping of the horse

.....

A knight rode,

ready for battle,

with a gold banner,

spurs hitting the horse to ride faster,

The man had all blood dripping.