The big sad wolf bids you a goodnight howl and this thing to sleep to..
Let the bright moons smile guard your hurting feet safely through the dark.
Let each star send a sparkle in your tired eyes, let them give them the last magic for tonight.
Let the soft and warm blanket tug you close, warm your tired body.
Let the darkness around you, hide you from todays stress and problems.
Let nothingness take you away to glorious deeds and worlds magnificent.
Rejoice the night, sing itīs hymn with your snores, let the troubles fall of your shoulders.
In your dreams you will be running free at last...
Hoooowl..
------------------
WOLF WINS EVERY FIGHT BUT ONE, AND IN THAT ONE, HE DIES
[This message has been edited by WOLFGIR (edited 03-28-2001).]