• Off in the distance, you can hear the howls of the wolves
    They howl to the moon; singing songs of love, hope, loss
    The moon is the audience, the pack of wolves a choir
    They sing their hearts out only to the moon
    You can hear many different howls; some low, some higher
    Sung by from the gruff to the gentle-hearted
    In the chorus from the wolves, it doesn’t matter what they sound like
    What matters is that they sing from their hearts
    The wolves sing to the moon, the celestial audience
    The starlit sky is their cathedral, church, temple...
    The pack sings together; songs of happiness, sadness, and yearning are heard
    Off in the distance you hear the wolves howl
    Singing in their choir under the moon
    The starlit sky as their cathedral, church, temple...