I used to roam in the woods so deep But there she used to fall asleep I traveled there to hunt the wolves But she went there to bring them sheep REF.: Mountain valley, Mountain hills Two small houses near the fields In the first I'm living well In the second my darling dwells My hut is made of a fur-tree Hers home is oaken and without key My hut is on a curvy hill But hers little hut under the 6 feet sealed When sun will rise above the hill I'll bring the flock in to the field When shiny moon is on its way She leaves a house in which she lays REF. Life is flying like a dove Learn how ardent is wolfish love Why you look as grave as an owl? All night long now you will howl! REF.