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Die schöne Müllerin D. 795: XIV. Der Jäger
by Christopher Glynn
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So what are you hunting for down by the mill
There's nothing to stalk and there’s nothing to kill
There's only one creature who's drawing you here
And she is my darling and she is my deer
This mill and this village want nothing from you
Your hounds and your horns and your hullabaloo
And if you come crashing in here with your gun
My timorous angel will turn and she’ll run
The sight of your beard will frighten your prey
The fawn in the garden will hurry away
Your scrabbly stubbble will only dismay
The fawn in the garden, who’ll hurry away
So stay in the forest, I humbly request
Give hardworking farmers and millers a rest
Or maybe try fishing for novelty’s sake
Go stand in a river, or jump in a lake
So stay in the forest, stay right where you are
And gaze if you have to but gaze from afar
Or you could do something more useful instead?
Like maybe policing her strawberry bed
Wild boars come at night and they scoff all the fruit
So why not shoot them if you need to shoot?
Wild boars come at night and they eat the fruit
So why not shoot them if you have to shoot?
So what are you hunting for down by the mill
There's nothing to stalk and there’s nothing to kill
There's only one creature who's drawing you here
And she is my darling and she is my deer
This mill and this village want nothing from you
Your hounds and your horns and your hullabaloo
And if you come crashing in here with your gun
My timorous angel will turn and she’ll run
The sight of your beard will frighten your prey
The fawn in the garden will hurry away
Your scrabbly stubbble will only dismay
The fawn in the garden, who’ll hurry away
So stay in the forest, I humbly request
Give hardworking farmers and millers a rest
Or maybe try fishing for novelty’s sake
Go stand in a river, or jump in a lake
So stay in the forest, stay right where you are
And gaze if you have to but gaze from afar
Or you could do something more useful instead?
Like maybe policing her strawberry bed
Wild boars come at night and they scoff all the fruit
So why not shoot them if you need to shoot?
Wild boars come at night and they eat the fruit
So why not shoot them if you have to shoot?
