Chapter 9 knight song

Cordoba hanging in the sky dark pony Sacks full of olives hang on the saddle Although I have known this road for a long time I can't reach Cordoba in this life Through the fields, through the gale red moon, black horse Death is looking down on me, Upstairs, in Córdoba Oh, what a long journey Oh, what a brave pony Alas, death is already waiting for me I'm on my way to Cordoba Cordoba hanging in the sky