With all the strength that bursts from our sinews -
It痴 the same old story again.
When you see them, there痴 something within you
Makes you cluster like sheep to a pen.
From the forest the guns start to rumble,
From bushes, where hunters lie low.
Claws scratch ice as wolves rush and tumble
Living targets with nowhere to go.
Who値l come a hunting for the wolf, who値l come a hunting?
Who値l shoot and be a man, some cub or suckling dam?
As the beaters wave, the slavering hounds confront 粗m?
Blood on the snow and rows of fluttering scarlet flags.
They fixed the match, their servile lieutenants:
So superior, so sure of our route.
Bounds on liberty set with red pennants,
With their rifles held steady to shoot!
For the wolf cannot break with tradition:
When as cubs in our lair we壇 entwine,
With our milk we conceived the ambition
Not ever to cross the red line.
Who値l come a hunting for the wolf, who値l come a hunting?
Who値l shoot and be a man, some cub or suckling dam?
As the beaters wave, the slavering hounds confront 粗m?
Blood on the snow and rows of fluttering scarlet flags.
Are our jaws and our paws so extraneous?
Our leader - so fixed in his mind!
To permit these red flags to contain us
Why don稚 we break out of this bind?
Wolves must not step over the border
Thus my life blood must ebb in the snow
And the one for whom I知 an order
Lifts his rifle, his face all aglow.
Who値l come a hunting for the wolf, who値l come a hunting?
Who値l shoot and be a man, some cub or suckling dam?
As the beaters wave, the slavering hounds confront 粗m?
Blood on the snow and rows of fluttering scarlet flags.
I transgressed, stepped over the boundary
For my life is worth more than their lies!
Behind me, no longer around me,
Come shouts of frustrated surprise.
All the strength has burst from my sinews -
But that old story changes today:
I知 alone, my wolf nature continues
But my hunters were robbed of their prey!
Who値l come a hunting for the wolf, who値l come a hunting?
Who値l shoot and be a man, some cub or suckling dam?
As the beaters wave, the slavering hounds confront 粗m?
Blood on the snow and rows of fluttering scarlet flags.
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