Town with the wolves I go
This night to voice out our souls,
Where all the city wolves roll
Every night into town homes.
Up with the wolves I will go
To scout the village tomorrow
And bleed their ranch to the marrow,
So all herdsmen should take note.
We are the dark stripe cruel wolves
That know the village chief's home,
So tell the Chief to take note
That we'll raid him tomorrow.
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I would like to translate this poem
We are the dark stripe cruel wolves That know the village chief's home, to bleed we will go....... raiding him tomorrow........... wolf and his decisions as symbol......... thank you dear poet. tony