a man and his galfling girl
the aging buck is sturdy and fierce
he rides ahead of the throng with no trembling or fear
on his back clings his nymph
she shimmers with light and holds steady to their rings
in the coming of day that dawns
his mighty arms are tender surrounding the sweet fawn
she is sheltered by her keeper
drawing from his force she is strengthened by his fever
he rides ahead of the throng with no trembling or fear
on his back clings his nymph
she shimmers with light and holds steady to their rings
in the coming of day that dawns
his mighty arms are tender surrounding the sweet fawn
she is sheltered by her keeper
drawing from his force she is strengthened by his fever