From desert sand to glistening snow In warmth or cold Arab foals grow. Hardy and strong with power tempered with pride If you ask them with kindness they'll walk by your side, For their ancestors shared a Bedouin life. And they roamed as one touching pleasure and strife The bond of trust an invisible line A That you see in the eye of an Arab so fine, Who's elegant airs, beauty and grace Inspire artists to capture their spirit and pace. Fill our hearts from that gift of time With a steed divine, a steed sublime.
