You,
beautiful girl with wolf's soul,
you burned my heart,
and you have made my soul desolate.
You have missed me ...
And the moon, you made her scream,
as before
the wolf seems like a lamb.
You,
you dried my tears,
filling my heart with hope.
A near miss,
a miss,
a missed duel.
A miss of ...
beautiful girl.
And in my soul
instead of rosary
you let my jar,
to burn his eyes
and burn your lips.
That just so he's still alive ...
A girl with a wolf's heart