The WolfThe dark wolf.
I see why.
And the little girl in the red of red cries.
For i give her the little bit of my love.
And she thanks me and she tells me she loves me.
And i cry to the moon.
And she walks away keeping her eyes on the wolf.
And the bird looks from an apple tree.
Dark comes and the mums call the kids in.
But the girl was lost.
The village calls the hunters to look for her.
No one came back and no one saw the wolf again.