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For a Sqrl
chama_wolves.mp3
by chama
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"Wolves" is not a song of fact, but rather a work of poetry, in which the soul of the singer blends with the soul of the wolf, creating a brief, but fragile moment of happiness.

Another really old song that began in Fast Tracker 2 as a super-vast XM file. Some day I'll do a new version of it, but so far, there's only the vintage version.

Release date: Oct 22 , 1997

Lyrics
Verse 1
Silent night, I am walking alone
with a desolate forest around me.
Twinkling stars, and the frostbite of snow,
I can tell, you have already found me

The rustle of soft, quiet paws
approaching without hesitating.
The moment finally has come
when you will no more keep me waiting

You're here my wolves, don't fear my wolves.
The night's velvet blanket protects us.
I can feel it now, there is somehow
a mystical bond that connects us.

Silent night in these desolate woods
with the wind blowing cold as before.
Winter's here and it's come to stay
but I'm not alone anymore.

Verse 2
From that moment, this wonderous night
where the silvery moonlight is flowing,
finally, I am one with the pack
and the feeling inside me is growing.

Side by side
together through night we're running
beyond any time
and beyond mundane worlds wer're shunning.

Under the moon
we're nothing but sisters and brothers
apart from the world.
Woes and worries belong to all others.

As the hours pass transiently by,
this enchanted moment of magic
I am you, you are me and we're wolves
but the ending alas is more tragic.

Verse 3
Silent dawn, near the breaking of day,
the horizon illuminates brightly.
Night has fled from this wintery scene.
In despair, I clench my fists tightly.

The rustle of soft, quiet paws
departing, although it will grieve me.
The moment finally has come
when you will eventually leave me.

Goodbye, my wolves, don't cry, my wolves
though night is at final recession.
The memory will always be
my single most precious possession

Silent day, with a pale rising sun
and the sky is the colour of bone.
All I see of my wolves is the tracks,
and I find, once again, I'm alone.

Keywords
wolves 4,919, tracker 191, chama 22, chama c fox 21, tracked 15, fast tracker 2 13
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Type: Music - Single Track
Published: 13 years, 10 months ago
Rating: General

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tamino
11 years, 6 months ago
Chama... thank you for giving what you have to the community. I remember hearing this piece when you first uploaded it to the FMF, and I remember being bowled over that *someone understood*. Someone understood what being a wolf felt like, well enough to not just write it down in words, but to make music out of it.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.
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