Cradle Song from Forest by Knodel and Valencia

Chorus:
Dinogat's cloak, the speckled, speckled one
of martin skins I made it
Chwit, chwit, awhistling
Let us chant, let us sing

When your father used to go hunting,
bundle on his shoulder, cudgel in his hand
he would call his lively hounds:
Giff, Gaff -- catch, catch, fetch, fetch
He would strike a fish from his coracle
as when a lion kills a little creature

When your father would go to the mountains
he would bring back one roebuck, one wild pig, one stag
he would call his lively hounds
Giff, Gaff -- catch, catch, fetch, fetch
One speckled grouse from the moutain
one fish from Derwennyd waterfall

When your father used to go hunting,
bundle on his shoulder, cudgel in his hand
he would call his lively hounds:
Giff, Gaff -- catch, catch, fetch, fetch
Whether wild pig or fox or grove creature
none could escape his dart who hadn't wings to fly.

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