boy cried wolf

• cok guzel bir patti smith sarkisi
  
  oh the story's told been told retold
  from the sacred scriptures to the tabloids
  all the fuss and fight none above a whisper
  the soul of gold the belly of a boy
  
  well they drew him from the forest
  like they draw blood
  tied him to a tree like st. sebastian
  and he turned his head and let the arrows fly
  through the trees, the trees
  the ornamental leaves
  
  boy cried wolf
  wolf don't come
  wolf within
  boy cried wolf
  
  in the ancient mold they're dancing down
  calling to the moon but it don't answer
  and they fell on their knees
  and passed the bowl around
  and the blood the blood the sacramental blood
  
  boy cried wolf
  wolf don't come
  wolf within
  boy cried wolf
  
  i am the body i am the stream
  i am the wake of everything
  they bring me flowers that are myself
  garlands of blood that are myself
  slain the lamb that is himself
  
  torn reborn the cries of our dismay
  are nothing to the wind but whose to mind
  kings are lifted up and kings are thrown
  
  lost received retrieved
  the human tide
  
  innocence had its day
  innocence had its day
  innocence innocence
• yalancı çoban hikayesinin ingilizce adıdır.