Alina 1993 - 2013
As they close their eyes forever to sleep.Their spirits unbound on silver wings they fly, a million white horses against the blue sky.
When our time has come they will show us the way.
Do you hear that soft nicker close to your ear? Don't cry for the horses love the ones that are here. Lift up your sad eyes, Can't you see them as they fly by?
A million white horses free from hunger and pain, their spirits set free until we ride again.