An old tale from long ago, that began in a village far, far away... There, a wolf brought bountiful harvests of wheat for an exceedingly long time, until memories of the wolf became antiquated stories. What then, was left for the wolf to do?
when ripe wheat stalks swayed in the wind.
عندما تتمايل قصبات القمح النّاضجة بفعل الرّياح
„Da läuft der Wolf!“
"Ya está corriendo la loba".
"Ya está corriendo la loba".
on disait que la louve
courait dans les champs.
la gente cominciò a dire
che era il lupo che correva.
quando o trigo bem desenvolvido
balançava ao vento.
что пшеница колосится,
когда в ней бежит волчица.