Letra de Spiller

Golden skin and brown hair Spiller is coming home Spiller is coming home As sly as a little fox He knows every tree and track And the secrets of the wind With a bow and a quiver Spiller is hunting alone From dawn till day is done He will guide you through the night 'Cause he knows every hidden trail From the river to the woods Golden skin and brown hair Spiller is coming home Spiller is coming home What a strange and tasty meal Cricket's legs and strawberries