Smooth English translation of previous language

The hunting camp sings about the season of falling leaves

The season of falling leaves
When to the great beast comes sickness and age
When to the child we plant barley for our food

The season's last hunt
Like a dragon's great mouth
Like a crocodile's claw
The hunter has no pity

The season's last hunt
When there is no harvest
And there is no winter
And the child laughs

The season's last hunt we dance
And to the season's sun is obscured the sign of death