From out the marsh with jaws agape And angry howls, the wolf does run All set to roam and havoc make Amongst the nine worlds of the sun
But soft as silk, strong fetters fixed To calm, restrain the rage awhile Invite the hand between sharp teeth To prove good faith, to reconcile
The bond unbroken, trickery Could not prevent the savage bite And free at last with jaws against The ground and sky, the final fight
Curled at my feet in sleep, Tervueren Malinois or Groenendael A shepherd's friend, unfettered loyalty Sweet devotion natural
Dreaming of a wilder past A wilder bark, the howl, the growl Soft limb to tear and bone to grind The postman corpse to disembowelTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
