If only if only the woodpecker sighs the bark on the tree was as soft as the skies While the wolf waits below, hungry and lonely, Crying to the moo-oo-oon, "If only, if only If only, if only, the moon speaks no reply;
Reflecting the sun and all that´s gone by.
Be strong my weary wolf; turn around boldly.
Fly high, my baby bird,
my angel, my only.