I am a fighting-dogI am playful, I am still young and my soul is still pure.More Like This
I have been waiting for a friend, for someone who likes me!
Then you came! Alas - how glad I have been,
I did not know how it feels when a human hand reaches for one!
But then - It hurt so much. And I did not know why!
Now it is time to just defend myself, to snap at your hands!
But it is getting worse and goes on, slap for slap, day by day!
I have thirst and hunger. You, my master, give me something.
Slaps and blows are now routine! But then!!
A calf was laid at my paws, they force me and beat me with the rod.
Alas, what does my master wants me to do!
I should tear that animal to pieces.
I hope, oh master, that is good?!
But you only have still more rage!!
I thought that something good has now been achieved,
You have taught me how to kill!
My soul is now destroyed forever,
And there is no-one who has heard my whimper!
Cry it out loud to the whole world: Only a good master really deserves a good pet!
A fighting-dog does not exis