The Hunt
Let's go to the field.
Which field?
The same that has rabbits, oh yes.
And my dog has a rope on its foot, oh yes.
Don't kill my dog nor my rabbits,
For the dream of the rabbit reminds me of the dream of my lover, oh yes.
Let's go to the mountain.
Which mountain?
The same that has deer, oh yes.
And my dog has a rope on its foot, oh yes.
Don't kill my dog nor my rabbit, nor my deer
For the grace of the deer reminds me of the grace of my lover, oh yes.
Let's go to the garden.
Which garden?
The same that has pheasants, oh yes.
And my dog has a rope on its foot, oh yes.
Don't kill my dog nor my rabbit, nor my deer, nor my pheasants
For the amble of the pheasant reminds me of the amble of my lover, oh yes.
Let's go to the well.
Which well?
The same that has pigeons, oh yes.
And my dog has a rope on its foot, oh yes.
Don't kill my dog, nor my rabbit, nor my deer, nor my pheasants, nor my pigeons
For the flight of the pigeon reminds me of the flight of my lover, oh yes.
Let's go to the mountains.
Which mountains?
The same that has eagles, oh yes.
And my dog has a rope on its foot, oh yes.
Don't kill my dog, nor my rabbit, nor my deer, nor my pheasants, nor my pigeons, nor my eagles
For the clutch of the eagle reminds me of the clutch of my lover, oh yes.