The Wolf

The wolf is on his way
To get out of the world
To climb over the mountains
And sing under the moon
This gentle breeze on my face
Listening to the chants of the waves
The sound of the wind in the branches
Reconnects me to the ancients and angels
What is there beyond the stars?
Why does the moon have all these scars?
The sea reflects your holy shines
What secrets do you hold inside?
We are a grain of sand in an infinite universe
I’m curious to know where I headed
All the good souls that always go first
Through the rain, through the storm
I keep on wandering all alone
Through the rain, through the storm
I keep on wandering all alone
What is there beyond the stars?
Why does the moon have all these scars?
The sea reflects your holy shines
What secrets do you hold inside?
What is there beyond the stars?
Why does the moon have all these scars?
The sea reflects your holy shines
What secrets do you hold inside?