Låttexter: Shel Silverstein. Centaur.

On that hill a centaur stands, half stallion, half man,
and his hoofs are the hoofs of a stallion,,
and his strength, it's the strength of a stallion,
and his pride, the pride of a stallion.
But his tears are the tears of a man.

Over the hill the centaur goes,
round the mountain and back again,
a little too far from the world of dreams,
and just beyond the world of a man.

Once the centaur loved a mare who rode beside him everywhere,
(They were) racing, chasing cross the fields,
(the) centaur and the wild mare.

But with the racing and chasing done,
they stood silent and silent there.
But the centaur, he had words to say.
(But) the mare had only the soul of a mare.

Over the hill he rode on,
round the mountain and back again,
a little too far from the world of dreams,
and just beyond the world of a man.

Once the centaur loved a girl who saw his golden aspiration.
(They were) walking, whispering through the woods,
the centaur and the lovely girl.

But with the walking and whispering done,
they stood silent, and then they cried.
For the centaur felt the stirring breeze,
He needed someone who could ride by his side.

Over the hill, climbing the mountain and back again,
a little too far from the world of dreams,
and still beyond the world of a man.

On that hill a Centaur stands.