Englische Gedichte

Neuling Anmeldungsdatum: 04.03.2006 Beiträge: 1

The hour of the wolf

Standing alone in the night,
no stars and no moon to guide me.
I’m living in a world without magic,
a world without hope.

Mother Earth is crying over her children
but nobody listens.
It’s the hour of the wolf
And there is no return.

Shadows and mist are getting closer,
There is no way out.
I’m looking at my side,
nobody is looking back at me.

So I’m standing in the cold,
hoping there will be a morning.