The rustles within the tree,
Bring forth new conflict,
The fox and the badger -
Need be culled for sake of dove and hedgehog.
Both squirrels live within the forest,
He grew with and shaped the branches of its trees,
She came and breathed life into its soils.
Now the forest;
United as one,
Within its branches there sits a dove,
Singing the song of growth;
And moving on,
Grey is the squirrel:
She is my love.