There was a hunter and his wife and she was beautiful... a foolish hunter and his wife. She was his reason for his life... and she was beautiful, and she was virtuous. And he was nieve. There was another man who saw that she was beautiful... A biased vulture of the law who, with a gesture of his claw removed the hunter from his plate! And there was nothing but to wait! And she would fall! So soft! So young! So lost and oh so beautiful!
Ah, that was many years ago... I doubt if anyone would know.