And Nazareno grew, evading omens and sorcery, to the amaze of the whole region, who vainly awaits to see him on a full moon night... roaming through the meadows in the form of a wolve. | |
And when he came to the little town, he play like he were a wolve... and howled at the full moon... | |
Because the day in wich love comes to him... new blood will boil in his veins... and that same boil will mix his his eager... and he'll be a mad and chased wolve... on those nights of full moon. | |
Caressing the gold you'll forget your sorrows, and you'll never be a wolve... on those nights of full moon. | |
Nazareno Cruz... the wolve! | |
And Nazareno grew, evading omens and sorcery, to the amaze of the whole region, who vainly awaits to see him on a full moon night... roaming through the meadows in the form of a wolve. | |
And when he came to the little town, he play like he were a wolve... and howled at the full moon... | |
Because the day in wich love comes to him... new blood will boil in his veins... and that same boil will mix his his eager... and he'll be a mad and chased wolve... on those nights of full moon. | |
Caressing the gold you'll forget your sorrows, and you'll never be a wolve... on those nights of full moon. | |
Nazareno Cruz... the wolve! | |
! Arctic wolves? | |
"All the poems have wolves in them. | |
"All the poetry has wolves in it ... the most beautiful of all ... | |
"All the poetry has wolves in it, Pam. | |
"And it's a fight between two wolves. "One is evil. He is anger, envy | |
! Arctic wolves? | |
"All the poems have wolves in them. | |
"All the poetry has wolves in it ... the most beautiful of all ... | |
"All the poetry has wolves in it, Pam. | |
"And it's a fight between two wolves. "One is evil. He is anger, envy | |