On the cliff, above the chasm On the very brink I’m clinging
As I lash my horses onward with my whip and with my singing
There’s no air so I guess For every note and every breath
And I sense with fear and rapture I’m near death, so near death

Go more slowly, my dear horses Pay no heed to my whip
I promise you, we won’t be too long
But the horses, they gave me are so restless on this trip
And I’ve had no time to live, no time to finish my song

Come, my horses, have a drink. Drink while I sing to the end
Let’s stay a moment longer On the brink, on the brink...

 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 

 
 

What’s that sound I keep hearing And you’re shouting for my son
What’s the rush to meet dear God Can we wait for one more day
Or is that just a sleigh bell Mourning me, I’ve lost control
Or is that my voice screaming at the Horses to obey

Go more slowly, my dear horses Otherwise you will slip
I beg you, don’t gallop along
But the horses they gave me Are so crazy on this trip
And they don’t care if I live or if I finish my song

Come, my horses, one more drink. Drink while I sing to the end
When I stay a moment longer on the brink, And then descend