Night. The forest turns white under the moon. In the forest, I hear a wolf's howl. It's dark all around, My head is spinning, I'm afraid to go. I had to crawl. It's getting darker. Everything is numb... I'm tired of crawling. I quietly stood up... And I see, somewhere in the distance, A fire shining towards me. I ran, I fell again. As soon as I stood up, The light disappeared. Where should I go? I'm afraid I'll die. I won't make it, And I'll just give up. But here I see the light again. I'm hurrying... Oh no! A wolf is coming towards me. I ran as fast as I could, But not towards me, Towards the fire in the darkness. Oh God... A growl. And someone's scream. I hear it again, And my blood runs cold. I'm getting closer to the light. Hmm... The wolf is gone. Where did it disappear to? Probably back into the forest. And then I saw a hut, And next to it, a wolf and an old lady. The old lady has a shotgun in her hands, And the wolf growls and *BANG* – it's dead. However, she's lively, Cool, And crazy, And mean. But I'm a fool. I'm running through the darkness, And I hear a howl, And it's right behind me. And after running ten meters, The wolf knocked me to the ground. Biting into my neck, I'm getting weaker. There's no salvation. And here comes death.