The air is full of strangeness, An unfamiliar breeze blows From deep within a forest. I think I'll go to see. What's this before me In shadows where no wind blows? A crying, frightened flower Without a gentle breeze. She's crying for the sunlight, That shadow left behind him. She's crying for the coolness Of wind she's never seen. The day is getting longer. The day is slowly dark now. The moon a silver bubble That watches all it sees. Delight! Delight! The wolf of velevet fortune is upon his merry flight! Goodnight! Goodnight! He travels in the beauty of the silver-glowing night! Delight! The flower speaks in silence. She bends herself in sorrow. His eyes behold her wildness, Electrifies the air. He moves the earth around her, Confiding her with whispers. He takes her from the shadows And thickness that is there. Swiftly! Swiftly! Through the brush and bramble land Under! Over! Flashing in and out, they fly! Moonlight! Moonlight! See the bright star shining so Clearly! Clearly! Floating in the sky! He brings her to a meadow Where the grass is tall and waving. A tear comes to her eye As she looks upon her throne. And in a distant murmur, A breeze begins its blowing. The sun begins its rising. The velvet wolf has flown. Delight! Delight! The wolf of velevet fortune is upon his merry flight! Goodnight! Goodnight! He travels in the beauty of the silver-glowing night! Delight!