Lyric

In the quiet of the silver dawn

Your shadow breaks the sky

Hooves are drawing constellations

As you’re racing through the night

No saddle, no direction—

Just the thunder in your stride

You breathe like ancient stories

The desert winds still hide

Oh, celestial mane

Burning gold in the falling rain

You carry galaxies in your veins—

Never tamed, never chained

Ride on, through the cosmic plain

My celestial mane

When the world forgets its heartbeat

You remind it how to run

You’re the echo of a promise

Chasing down a newborn sun

Celestial mane—

Run again, again…