He never speaks

But he understands

Thinks higher than a man

He's living in the northern lights

In winter everlasting

He travels around

Big drum in his hand

And he knows

What you have in your mind

There's always wolf within

That leads him down

And back home



Spirit, spirit of the forest

Hiding in those northern lights

Spirit, spirit of the forest

Hiding in those northern lights



He has long waited

For the right moment

Storm of colors

Rages in the sky

Beware, never whistle

To the northern lights

Or it curses you

To the woods of ever night



There's only one

Who can really sets you free

And it's spirit of the forest's

Old white wolf

But it hard to track

You'll never found footsteps

It will find you

If you are really blessed