Jolie Laide - Wharwolf

There is nothing for free
Near the cold river stream
Wild they come, wild and free
They were born to be charmed just like me

We were wild, wild and free
And born to be charming
Because all werewolves, we scratch the dirt
Born to be charmed, born to claw, born to burn

I know you are afraid of me
You might should be afraid, afraid of me

There is nothing for free
In the cold river stream
Wild they get, wild and free
Born to be charming just like me

Wе were wild, wild and free
And born to be charming
Bеcause all werewolves, we scratch the pole
Born to be charmed, born to claw, born to burn

~~~♫♫♫~~~

There's a wasteful solemn late sun
Calling me home
Calling me home soon sun
Full and crackling, it's just settling in
Sending me home
Sending me