Hear now the tale of a Wolf and her song
For while the tale is short, the story’s begun
I hope that it never should become unspun
For your song, my Wolf friend, is not done.

Many friends can be good, as you may have found
But when you look up, they’re pushing you around
Your time has now come, strong one, for a sound
For your song, my Wolf friend, shall be found.

The life of a lone one can be rather hard
Transversing to Astral, and hiking with scars
Keep singing your song when you think of this bard
For your song, my wolf friend, will be heard.

Someday you may find yourself alone, on the snow
Alone, with no one and no place to go
So sing yourself a song, out there on the snow
For when you sing the Wolfsong, my friend, I will know.