Once I Planned To Do Some Hunt,
So I Set Out To The Forest Afoot.
Straight Away, There Came Two Dove,
I Aimed At Them, They Were Looking Above.
I Pulled The Trigger, Made The Show,
Blood Of Both, Started To Flow.
Flapping Feathers Couldn't Carry The Prey,
I Slashed Their Necks In Brutal Way.
I Sat To See, That Who Would Dare,
Soon A Lonely Dove Came Without Care.
I Aimed At Her, But Couldn't Fire,
When I Sense Of, That Alone' S Desire.
She Was All Unaccompanied As Like Me,
Such As Her Family Was Killed Like My Family.
I Remembered My Family, Which Was Killed In War,
Such As I Slaughtered Doves So Far.
I Noticed The Alone, Took Self Sinner,
'Cause I Was Her Family's Killer.
She Wanted To Live Just Like Me,
With Her Pair, Risk Free.
So I Broke My Gun, Quit Hunting,
And No More Viewed Lonely Dove Flying.