Maddy Prior - The Fabled Hare lyrics

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Maddy Prior - The Fabled Hare lyrics

I shall goe until a hare Wi sorrow and such mickle care I sall goe in the devil's name An while I go home again I am ruled by the moon I move under her mantle I am the symbol of her moods Of rebirths cycle I am companion to the Gods I can conceive while I am pregnant I call the dawn and spring in I am the advent I bring life from water In a cup that must be broken I whisper to the bursting egg I'm Aestre's token Scent of dog, scent of man Closer closer, smell them coming Hot breath, hot d**h Closer closer, hard the running Tongues pant, hearts thump Closer closer, through the fields Teeth snap, bones crack Closer closer, at my heels Nearer, yet and nearer I can hear the hunter's knife He is running for his dinner I am running for my life Winter wakeneth al my care Nou this leues waxeth bare; Ofte y sike ant mourne sare When hit cometh in my thoht Of this worldes joie hou hit geth al to noht Man sprays no weeds The scythe cuts, the corn bleeds Leverets trapped in a harvest blade 'Tis the time of man, the hare said Here's the tractor, here's the plough And where shall we go now We'll lie in forms as still as the dead In the open fields, the hare said No cover but the camouflage From the winter's wild and bitter rage All our defence is in our legs We run like the wind, the hare said I've been cursed, I've been despised As a witch with darkest powers I shall goe until a hare I've been hunted trapped and punished In these my darkest hours Wi' sorrow and such mickle care I've been thrown into the fire But I do not fear it I shall goe until a hare It purifies and resurrects And I can bear it Wi' sorrow and such mickle care I've outrun dogs and foxes And I've dodged the tractor wheels I shall goe until a hare I've survived your persecution And your ever-changing fields Wi' sorrow and such mickle care I will run and run forever Where the wild fields are mine I shall goe until a hare I'm a symbol of endurance Running through the mists of time Wi' sorrow and such mickle care