Текст песни The Wolf

The wolf is on his way To get out of the woods To climb over the mountains And sing under the moon This gentle breeze on my face Listening to the chants of waves The sound of the wind in the branches Reconeccts me to the ancients and angels What is there beyond these 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 are headed All the good souls that always go first Trhough the rain Through the storm I keep on wanderin' all alone What is there beyond these stars? Why does the moon have all these scars? The sea reflects your Holy shines What secrets do you hold inside?