(a) Tonight I hunt, the leaves and sticks on my back.
(b) Daylight I sleep, the sun is a dome.
(c) Darkness. I come to a river, no fish.
(d) The howler monkeys sing their lonely song.
(c) Hope I get them and feast, thatís my wish.
(d) I see fish swimming, there all along.
(e) Hunters coming! Footfalls echo clear.
(f) I know I must find someplace to hide.
(e) Where? Looking around I feel only fear.
(f) Home, the canopy is where I must abide.
(g) There I, the ocelot will keep.
(g) Even the poachers canít see me sleep