The Lone Wolf's Cry

 

High in the sky the moon waits…

For the wolves' cry of Sorrow.

Slowly the night's stillness is broken

By the mournful, wailing songs.

They cease so suddenly,

And out of the forests of the night comes…

The Lone Wolf's Cry.

One by one they join,

Filling the world with their haunting melody…

The moon has sunk low in the western sky,

Slowly the wolves' cries die down…

To the Lone Wolf's Cry,

Echoing through the still and silent night.