Horse And I

Got woken in the night,
by a mystic golden light.
My head soaked in river water.
I had been dressed in a coat of armor.
They called a horse out of the woodland.
"Take her there, through the desert shores."
They sang to me, "This is yours to wear. You're the chosen one, there's no turning back now."

The smell of redwood giants.
A banquet for the shadows.
Horse and I, we're dancers in the dark.
Came upon the headdress.
It was gilded, dark and golden.
The children sang.
I was so afraid I took it to my head and prayed.
They sang to me, "This is yours to wear. You're the chosen one, there's no turning back."
They sang to me, "This is yours to wear. You're the chosen one, there's no turning back."

There is no turning back.
There is no turn.
There is no turning back.
There is no turn.
There is no turning back.
There is no turn

Caballo y yo

Me despertó en la noche
Una mística luz dorada
Mi cabeza empapada en agua del río
Estaba vestida en un traje de armadura
Llamaron un caballo de entre la foresta
"Llévala allí, por las orillas desiertas"
Me cantaron "Éstas son tus ropas que llevar. Eres la elegida, ahora no hay vuelta atrás"

El olor de árboles milenarios
Un banquete para las sombras
Caballo y yo, somos bailarines en la oscuridad
Me encontré el tocado
Era bruñido, oscuro y dorado
los niños cantaban
Estaba tan asustada que me lo puse en la cabeza y recé
Me cantaron "Éstas son tus ropas que llevar. Eres la elegida, ahora no hay vuelta atrás"
Me cantaron "Éstas son tus ropas que llevar. Eres la elegida, ahora no hay vuelta atrás"

No hay vuelta atrás
No hay vuelta
No hay vuelta atrás
No hay vuelta
No hay vuelta atrás
No hay vuelta