• Yuki Yuki, Snow falls this gentle night, The bitter cold air whistles through the grand Evergreens. The moon rises high showering the fresh fallen snow with a silver glitter that sparkles with crystalline beauty. Amongst the untouched freezing wonder, small paw prints lead the way to home. In the frosty air a breath is being taken, just after a nightly run.
    Who are you figure in the night? Who are you with your capturing blue eyes? Who? Who are you?
    Run, running so fast in the snow below flying behind you in frozen flurries, who are you?
    With one lonely sound that echoes through the still night, now I now you Thy is, you are the wolf.
    Run my brother run, for the night is yours, the Winter is yours, Howl to your brethren, run for your thrill, run in the chilling sparkling wonder, run my brother...
    Run...