The Hunters

Hey papa, hey mama The sun is out, oh, can I play? Yes my child, yes my child But do not leave the path today Why mama, why papa? The trees are my friends, as is the shade The wolves have come down from the hills They're hungry and they'll have their way Oh papa, oh mama It is of you I am afraid The hunter and the hunter's bride Your teeth as sharp as razor blades Le coeur de l'enfant est le coeur de l'univers, l'amour doré Comme bien-printemps, généreux, chaleureux Mais jamais innocent, ni complétement sans douleur Look mama, look papa The wilder lands have made me brave The wolves came down, they called me kin They gave me strength to run and chase Oh papa, oh mama I have come to break your blades Curse you child, curse you child We should have killed you as a babe Yes mama, yes papa You had your chance, now it's too late Yes papa, yes mama The wolves will howl and dance today Le coeur de l'enfant est le coeur de l'univers, l'amour doré Comme bien-printemps, généreux, chaleureux Mais jamais innocent, ni complétement sans douleur Hey papa, hey mama Hey papa, hey mama Why papa, why mama? Why papa, why mama? Why papa, why mama?