Текст песни Ториэль - Волчья песнь

Like a wolf skin
Gray wind angry as ever
Which among the heavenly spheres
More trouble is preparing?

But the snow broke loose
Mercilessly lashes at the sides
The cold and empty steppe
Holt is not us

Around a cold and sadness
Inside a hunger and longing
Meanwhile, at the top, the wolves are not sorry
Yes, the fate of the wolf is not easy

And the eternal enemy of our people
Nowhere does not rest
Who knows, could collapse in the snow
There will soon be my turn

The terrible famine and blizzard
A piece of iron in the ribs
And yet I would not want to
Partly to change with the dog

What is the use in what is an expert
Being a faithful servant of the people?
In the age of the ages free wolf
The jelly snowy steppes