Nutsa Buzaladze - White Horses Run

The autumn mist rolls in and suddenly you’re near
I pray to starry nights, wishing you right here
The darkness stirs with laughter, calling for someone
I believe you’re there

Where all white horses run, ooh…
Where all white horses run, ooh…
Where all white horses run, run, run
Where all white horses run, ooh…

I believe in a heaven whenever you are there
It’s a coat of grief that’s just impossible to wear
The silence climbs the walls, I’m falling now you’re gone
I believe you’re there

Where all white horses run, ooh…
Where all white horses run, ooh…
Where all white horses run, run, run
Where all white horses run, ooh…

White horses run and taste that freedom
No one can hold you back
If they glance down, beyond the furthest sun
I believe you’re there

Where all white horses run, ooh…
Where all white horses run, ooh…
Where all white horses run, run, run
Where all white horses run, ooh…

Where all white horses run, ooh…