A farmer of vaduz did steal to sell it for the best deal.
On the holy night he left his house and ferried across the rhine.
Close to midnight while passing a church, he saw a snowwhite horse.
One, a jump on the saddle.
Two, the rein in both hands.
Three, a soft kick in the side and the horse did fly.
He was satisfied when he rode home.
When suddenly the snowwhite steed came to violent stop.
The rider fell onto the street and broke his wretched neck.
His sight was fading.
His eyes did open wide.
The horse transformed, it was the devil in disguise!
Wandering about for many years, the farmer's restless soul moved up and down that nightly street forced into the shape of a horse.
On the holy night he left his house and ferried across the rhine.
Close to midnight while passing a church, he saw a snowwhite horse.
One, a jump on the saddle.
Two, the rein in both hands.
Three, a soft kick in the side and the horse did fly.
He was satisfied when he rode home.
When suddenly the snowwhite steed came to violent stop.
The rider fell onto the street and broke his wretched neck.
His sight was fading.
His eyes did open wide.
The horse transformed, it was the devil in disguise!
Wandering about for many years, the farmer's restless soul moved up and down that nightly street forced into the shape of a horse.