O swift we go, o'er the fleecy snow,
⁠When moonbeams sparkle round;
When hoofs keep time to music's chime,
⁠As merrily on we bound.

On a winter's night, when hearts are light,
⁠And health is on the wind,
We loose the rein and sweep the plain,
⁠And leave our cares behind.

With a laugh and song, we glide along
⁠Across the fleeting snow;
With friends beside, how swift we ride
⁠On the beautiful track below!

​O! the raging sea has joy for me,
⁠When gale and tempests roar;
But give me the speed of a foaming steed,
⁠And I'll ask for the waves no more.