I used to roam in the woods so deep
But there she used to fall asleep
I traveled there to hunt the wolves
But she went there to bring them sheep
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Mountain valley, Mountain hills
Two small houses near the fields
In the first I’m living well
In the second my darling dwells
My hut is made of a fur-tree
Hers home is oaken and without key
My hut is on a curvy hill
But hers little hut under the 6 feet sealed
When sun will rise above the hill
I’ll bring the flock in to the field
When shiny moon is on its way
She leaves a house in which she lays
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Life is flying like a dove
Learn how ardent is wolfish love
Why you look as grave as an owl?
All night long now you will howl!
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