Solstice over the sky, and my sky gray
The herd waits hungry, what prey is there to be
Give us all you promised, bring us our inheritance
We are slaves under the sun, and I a leader wolf
Storm blows and cold hardens the fur gray
Snouts blow the wind, weathering, chase
Over ice and slush, paws tread forward
See silhouette in moonlight,
Stand proudly on the mountain comb
Toward the moon goes our cry
Man do you hear now
We wolves hunt the animals and what do you hunt?
Storm blows and cold hardens the fur gray
Noses blow the wind, weathering, chasing after
Across ice and skerries, paws treading forward
See silhouette in moonlight,
Stand proudly on the mountain's crest
Toward the moon goes our cry
Man do you hear now
We wolves hunt the animals and what do you hunt?

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