Four Wolves

When the wind was pure just like the silver moon
When the trees were conquering the first land
Running from the ocean, breaking giant waves
The seaweed in their heads turning into leaves

In a little cave near the growing stars
Four young wolves were crying to their grey sky
Running from their nightmares, breaking all their fears
Asking of the clouds why they never sleep

When the sun came closer and the leaves had grown
And the tide was high around the island
When the clouds were gone, the wildest wolf
Ran away, searching for his freedom

In a wild new home he would howl alone
Feeling sad and crying for his grey sky
Begging to the night to be by his side
Like the moon, who's waiting on the darkness too



Credits
Writer(s): Lluis De Puig Olive, Georgina Fabregas Borsot, Elisenda Porta Torra
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