Merging dreams and reality
Living in the lands of legend
Walking dawn its valleys, you'll be able to find
A place lost in the mist
And when you arrive, you'll be able to see
An old man, sitting on the ground
And if you listen well
He will tell you a story
Swiftly, a bright steed runs1
Fleeing from a wizard and his king
Some say that one day, it was given powers by a God
And they want to take it
And strip it of its soul
The way you pull out a flower from the ground
Without looking at the pain
It's stronger than ambition
In an immortal dream
The legend of the unicorn is still alive
Ploughing through the land of a medieval king
Where it was believed to be a god
And on its back,
No man has ever ridden
Not even that king
That one day wanted to hunt it
To strip it of its soul
The way you pull out a flower from the ground
Without looking at the pain
It's stronger than ambition
1. Literally, rides, but it only works in Spanish, I think, since horses don't ride in English, but are ridden