Give to each other
There's no need for words
See the butter-leaves
Rest on our shoulders
A Wheat-Germ Mother
Glowing with birth
And out came two brothers
Full of the earth
Law low
Stay still
Keep quiet
My child, those boys run wild
We set our hooves on fire
And split for the tree-line
Through teeth of barb and wire
And the creek of white wine
We swam as two little white doves
Danced on our tails
We'll weave two baskets of love
From the smoke of our trails
Lay low
Stay still
Keep quiet
My child, those creatures are wild