Slough Feg - Eumaeus the Swineherd lyrics

Twelve herds on the mainland's shore Gathering slaughter I wait I'll bring you my finest boar Driving the droves to their fate I am a swineherd awaiting my master's return From the city of Troy The anger of Gods increase Gathering slaughter to burn The baying of hounds won't cease Long for their master they yearn Suitors will fall to the hand of my master Upon his triumphant return The insolent suitors boast Carelessly stalking their prey I'm ranging the island's coast Searching my mind for a way I am a swineherd impatiently waiting The spilling of blood on that day