The Wolf and The Flower
The wolf howls a lonely to
The moon, whilst on the
Prowl, to that one
White flower.
The one White wolf howls
That lonely howl, to
That flower under
The midnight moon.
And he always looks for that one
White flower, that beautiful
Flower after the dawns of noon.
Alas! The beautiful white of the moon
Shines upon the White Wolf,
And that one White flower.
That one White Flower,
How she is beautiful.
How the wolf, he sings
A song of love, for he has found
That beautiful flower He has searched
For long.
And together in the light of the
Moon they walk and talk, in
Happiness.
