In the mist lies a werewolf, running with pride,
In the dark light there is a werewolf stalking your every move,
In the snowy dark forest a werewolf is seeking for a love,
In the eyes of the werewolf he see's you,
In the werewolves heart you will forever be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another fine werewolf piece! !