Hunting the Hart

I search for footprints in the downing of the hart,
deep in the dawning in a world of light and dark;
and stalking through the elm trees clinging to the night,
I finally see her tender sides glooming in the light.

Down on one knee now I level up the bow;
two hearts beating in the darkness now I know.
I kiss once the arrow tip, let fly and hit my mark!
Now spreading on my chest is a bloodstain in the dark.

I nibble on the berries in the downing in the bark,
deep in the dawning in a world of light and dark;
and stalking through the elm trees clinging to the night,
I finally see his arrow tip glooming in the light!

Down on one knee now he levels up the bow;
two hearts beating in the darkness now I know.
I kiss once the arrow shaft that quivers on its mark!
Now one heart rises from the world of light and dark.

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