The Fox and the Woodcutter (English Ver.)

In the woods, a humble place A woodcutter and his baby son And a fox, with gentle grace He had raised since day one The father left to chop the wood And the fox stayed there to guard But the neighbor misunderstood And he warned the woodcutter hard: "Beware, my friend, that thing is wild! One day its instinct will awake It will devour your only child!" His confidence began to shake... Oh, the panic that makes us so blind We judge the cover, not what's deep It makes us leave our trust behind For conclusions that we shouldn't leap Don't ever let the fear decide! Appearances will often lie A single blind step can divide A regret that will never run dry! One day, returning from his chore He saw his friend there, by the door The muzzle stained with blood and gore! The woodcutter could breathe no more Blinded by rage and deep dread Remembered the neighbor's dark fear [sudden crash, dramatic chord] He raised his axe above his head And killed the friend he held so dear He ran inside, his heart ablaze The cradle quiet, the baby slept [somber tone, cello] Beside it, through the tearful haze A venomous snake... the fox had kept... Oh, the panic that makes us so blind We judge the cover, not what's deep It makes us leave our trust behind For conclusions that we shouldn't leap Don't ever let the fear decide! Appearances will often lie A single blind step can divide A regret that will never run dry! Too late to finally understand The loyalty that lay nearby His faithful friend... Was killed for what he feared would die...