Текст песни Путь В Асгард - 04 - Оборотень

Once in the woods I went,
And in the sky full moon.
Wolf found dead
And along with him the crowd.
He was an old man who died
He lived a hard life,
But some people
Pack leader deprived.

The hard wolf share:
Life in the forest - dashing Will
In the summer hiding in the bushes
Winter ryschesh villages.


I see: look at me,
As if I beat them all my life.
In each view, two fire
Suddenly the leader of them whined.
He began to crawl on his belly to me
From the last of its forces.
He was dead! And curled flies!
But my leg bitten ...

A flock here was set in motion,
For a moment,
Thought to kill me,
Suddenly I became a wolf howl.


And the moon out of the clouds
I replied the clearing.
I began to grow hair,
He became like a monkey.
Hands stretched out suddenly,
And his feet behind them.
And now the wolves I'm a friend,
As long as people are not killed.

Every evening in the forest run,
No wolves can not live.
At the grass we beasts,
And in the case of - people.
In a pack, dashing life conduct:
Always full, we do not yearn.
Human Life - rubbish!
I am now a werewolf! ..