I run through the woods
My home
I run, God hope that I should
I pray, I run, I run for home

I, wolf, run as fast as I can
I race through the pines and oaks
I run, that's my plan
I run, that's my hope

Running is strength
Strength is power

Knowledge is power, some say
It's true, but not every time
Nay
I run through the woods, the oaks and the pines

Here I run
I run swift as the wind
I howl under the sun
Around trees I do bend

Run quickly, I shall
For if I do not
I will surely fall
And should I do, I will rot

For it chases me
Chases me a lot
It's right through the trees
I run with all the breath that I've got

I can feel its hot breath
Right on my tail
If I should it catch
I surely will wail

Running is my joy
Running is my peace
Better than any toy
Even better than sleep

I run through the woods
Past the oaks and the pines
Run, God pray that I should
Running is my shrine