I walk to the sweet stables.
I see Siwan in the meadow and collect her
from rolling round in sunshine buttercups
Saddle up, saddle up, saddle up

I happily jump on her back
and the sun reflects on her soft, champagne mane
Walk on, walk on, walk on

We walk across the meadow
and we see the emerald trees swaying in the breeze.
Trot on, trot on, trot on

Following the twisty, bumpy path, we go on the glorious beach with the shiny sand and the shimmering ocean
Canter, Canter, Canter

Patting the sea foam with her hooves,
she enjoys hearing the splish, splash of the water.
Gallop, gallop, gallop

The waves ride in like a million white horses
and Siwan wants to make new friends
Jump, jump, jump

The magical sun is about to set
and its colours fill our hearts
Nuzzle, nuzzle, nuzzle