Fields of Equestria are green and beautiful
Green and beautiful,
Where the apple trees grow
In the plains below,
But high in the sky, Nightmare bides her time,
Nightmare bides her time,
In a C'lestial crib,
Magic of Friendship

There is a town known as Ponyville
Where the flowers once bloomed,
Trapped in this farmer's town crying for help,
Two thousand ponies are doomed.

Now here is the problem how to rescue them
From the vengeful queen
When deep in the Everfree