A Japanese legend

this is another experiment in translation.

written by the great songwriter , Ehud Manor.

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the huntsman rose at dawn

and left his home behind

to the woods ,set upon

the drawn bow by his side.

by the even’ his roam,

and no prize he could find

thirst and hunger,

had possesed his mind,

sullen hearted  ,

to home, his mind awry

and , two swans by the stream,

caught his eye.

they were fair , and snow-white

amorous and noble

with haste,  let flight

arrow slaying the male

for to rest, lay his head

the man, weary had slept

but a dream filled with dread,

without lull, torment

saw a grief-stricken maid

as a storm she come in

clasped in her slender hand

a feather white, did bring.

her eyes so fair,

piercingly, stare,

all night haunted,

tears run , endless despair,

’what was his crime, or his sin?

my pale lover, you took,

by morn,

go to our lover’s brook!′

the huntsman rose at dawn

and left his home behind

to the woods ,set upon

the drawn bow by his side.

and a gentle lone swan

she was pure white

caught the hunter ,

in her glaring sight.

she turned beak to her flesh,

and was mortally torn

by his shadow , so dark

in the water, she sank.

all the world is silance,

all the world dessolate.