Beside the babbling brook lay I
Ears cocked to hear his cry
Then I heard it, keen and long
The dog fox answer, my mating song
From yonder field beyond the glen
He answered thrice, I chose him then
For it was time

Beside the babbling brook lay we
Content within our company
He’ll not bide long, this I know
When twilight falls he will go
Whilst I retreat, below the earth
To await, the impending birth
For it is time

Beside the babbling brook they play
This eve of Midsummer’s day
Pouncing, fighting, honing their skills
For survival is a battle of wills
A misty dawn, creeps o’er the hill
Dewdrops glisten and the land lies still
Staying strong, I ignore their cries
I have to break a mother’s ties
For it is time

Beside the babbling brook lay I
Ears cocked, to hear his cry
Then I heard it keen and long
The dog fox answer, my mating song………..