they fell on their knees and passed the bowl aroundAnd the blood the blood the sacramental blood Boy cried wolf Wolf don't come Wolf within Boy cried wolf
turned his head, let the arrows fly In the trees, the trees, the ornamental leaves And the boy cried wolf Wolf don't come Wolf within Boy cried wolf
And he turned his head and let the arrows fly Through the trees, the trees The ornamental leaves Boy cried wolf Wolf don't come Wolf within Boy cried wolf
Bản dịch: Smith, Patti. Boy Cried Wolf.
he turned his head and let the arrows fly Through the trees, the trees The ornamental leaves Boy cried wolf Wolf don't come Wolf within Boy cried wolf