Midnight Lullaby

Late at night when the moon is high

The Wolf will make its eerie cry

Echoes in the valleys deep

And the mountains that are steep

Then they travel far and wide

To find that soothing lullaby

They do not stop not once at all

Until they find that lovely song

Their children listen with awe and fright

To how their parents sing at night

Then they run with their pack

Not turning once to look back

Running in the snowy night

Covering their coats in frosty delight

Finding the source of the music

Sitting down and howling to it

Crying with the pack they found

Vibrating the land with its sound

They sing all night not in day

Then they leave to get their prey