Текст песни LUMEN - Волки

I should not have left his soul at the threshold:
Poissohlas. Crushed,
But he could not have to lug a burden:
All scratched, she screamed.

And let it utaschat night in the forest
The evil wolves, evil wolves.
I do it, if necessary, turn back.
No soul - there is a shotgun ...

And the soul is the swamps porazbuhla,
Alive, sighted.
She wore a gray wolf gray skin,
And she did not give me.

I wolf shot right through the chest,
Shot right through the chest,
But my soul is not something his gate,
No gates, no return ...

She did not climb, she does not want me,
And with yellow eyes and teeth still waiting sharpens.
My soul is torn in someone else's back pack,
And I run after her: I am a wolf, I know it!