Give to each other There's no need for words See the butter-leaves Rest on our shoulders A Wheat-Germ Mother Glowing with birth And out came two brothers Full of the earth Law low Stay still Keep quiet My child, those boys run wild We set our hooves on fire And split for the tree-line Through teeth of barb and wire And the creek of white wine We swam as two little white doves Danced on our tails We'll weave two baskets of love From the smoke of our trails Lay low Stay still Keep quiet My child, those creatures are wild