Grandpa used to say
during summer nights
the big black wolf
was around the town
With his big white teeth
he looks for fight
if he smells the fear
on the waste ground
Run and run,
the wolf is coming here
Run and run,
the wolf is coming here
Run and run,
the wolf is coming here
Run, run, run,
can't run away from all the fears
Keep ashamed every night
you cross the town
you're afraid to face him
but must not back down
Believe to be weaker
and he looks stronger
but you've always been attacked
so you're tougher
Can hear the wolf's breath
with every single step
what was buried
is now behind your neck
Breathing twice
there's a chance to run or see
the worst could happen
is being for once the beast
Run and run,
the wolf is coming here
Run and run,
the wolf is coming here
Run and run,
the wolf is coming here
Run, run, run,
can't run away from all the fears