San Francisco y El Lobo

Good night,
The wolf began to speak
I am here for the last time.

In the forest
I used to spend my days
Wild and cruel
Safe in my solitude

Your voice made me see
Your light kept me away from evil
Children smiled at me
And love made me cry.

But one day the man
Started treating me badly
They opened wounds
That will never close.

Father, will I become fierce again?
Will my claw be deadly
Will I inspire fear again?
And fear will be my home

The forest will hear
Howls of storm
Will I become fierce again?
A lightning in the darkness.