The spur winged plovers calling in the paddock nearby br And somewhere in the deep scrub the hunting red fox cry br Perhaps the plovers warn him not to venture too near br To their invisible nesting borders the safety of their vulnerable young cause them to lose all fear br br Of even bigger nocturnal predators who they attack from the air br Their shrill alarm calls if translated might mean beware, beware br You fox or feral tabby they will see you on your way br Last year on their babies one of your kind one night did prey. br br Out in Nature's wild kingdom the hungry have to eat br The fox and feral tabby they need their feed of meat br When day creatures are resting the night creatures are out br In search of rats, mice and sleeping small birds the barn owls and boobooks fly about. br br Out there in the nearby paddock under the starry sky br Above their breeding territory the spur winged plovers fly br For fox or prowling feral cat their young would make a tasty bite br So their parents call to warn them in the calmness of the night.