Not far away there is a wood that is tree-thick and thorn-twisty And near the wood live a mother and her brown-eyed child
The mother says Beware beware my brown-eyed child Never wander in the woods where wolves howl For you are small and sweet as honey and the wolves are wild They are long-snout and sharp-tooth they are rough-fur and claw-paw
But the brown-eyed child is moon-mind and shut-ear and he doesn’t listen to his mother Instead he chases rabbits
