On the plains where legends rise, A shadow races through the skies. With flowing mane and thundered pace, The Friesian leads the knight's embrace. Black as night, with eyes of fire, Born to bear the warrior's desire. Stride so strong, a heart so bold, A living tale of myths retold. Friesian! O Friesian! Steed of the brave, the chosen one! Through battlefields, through storms untamed, Your glory echoes, your name proclaimed! Armored hooves on the ground they sing, The might of kingdoms that you bring. Guided by the hand of fate, The knight and steed, their bond innate. When the clarion calls, they rise, Friesian steeds pierce the battle cries. Unyielding strength, unbroken soul, Together, they achieve the goal. Friesian! O Friesian! Steed of the brave, the chosen one! Through battlefields, through storms untamed, Your glory echoes, your name proclaimed! As sunsets bathe the fields in gold, Legends ride where tales are told. A Friesian’s stride, the knights remain, Immortal in their shared domain. As sunsets bathe the fields in gold, Legends ride where tales are told. A Friesian’s stride, the knights remain, Immortal in their shared domain.