Grey Riders [German translation]

The night was cold

And the wind was howling

I was awaken by the sound

Of hoof beats pounding

Outside the window, on the ground

My old hound dog was growling

Grey riders flew across my lawn

I looked again and they all were gone

That voice was calling

And it cut through the night

Come on boys, let her go

Up on a hill

They rode in one long column

They were freezing in the chill

Of the new day dawning

Their hair long and grey

They had just one voice calling

Grey riders on the morning sky

The sun made diamonds of their road-weary eyes

That voice was calling

And it cut through the night

Come on boys, let her go

Grey riders on the morning sky

The sun made diamonds of their road-weary eyes

That voice was calling

And it cut through the night

Come on boys, let her go

The night was cold

And the rain came down

Outside the window, on the ground

My old hound dog was awoo

I was awaken by the sound

Of hoof beats pounding

Grey riders flew across my lawn

I looked again and they all were gone

That voice was calling

And it cut through the night

Come on boys, let her go

• Artist:Neil Young
• Album:A Treasure (2011)