Lobo, Lobo, Lobo

I head towards my campsite Arm in arm with my brother, Wolf, wolf, wolf
Morning of sun, peace and warmth And joy makes me sing of love Oh, Oh
I ask God to guard the campsite I go to work with my brother, Scout And the afternoon invades the sky. It revives all the will I have to live. Oh, Oh
Around the campfire the wind blowing seems to sing Wolf, wolf, wolf And the silent night, uninvited, comes to accompany me Wolf, wolf, wolf From the top of the mountain I feel that the Earth brings me from afar With the breeze the memory of my childhood, my times of peace. In a brief farewell I leave the campsite Arm in arm with my brother, Pioneer. Life has turned to night. We are left to remember Mornings and afternoons that make us cry. Oh, Oh
And when I go to the eternal campsite I will sing this song Wolf, wolf, wolf And repeat once again, so I never forget you.