| A strong beast growled about love, a strong female bared its teeth, | 
| He called with a gentle name, crawled with his belly, tearing the straps. | 
| Bristling ridges croaker, muscles springing ringing eraser, | 
| In a whirlwind of rage and struggle, the wolf's passion was saturated with passion. | 
| Chorus: | 
| La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la. | 
| La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la... | 
| And then, weakened, lay down, all in the languor of a great rumble, | 
| And the she-wolf gratefully licked him on her broad forehead. | 
| For, she knew that not one would now scour the cold. | 
| The power to make a beast was given to her from a forest tramp by her husband. | 
| Chorus: | 
| La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la. | 
| La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la... | 
| Love, love - you will not be alone in the cold. | 
| Love, love - make a husband out of a tramp. | 
| Love, love - you will not be alone in the cold. | 
| Love, love - make a husband out of a tramp. | 
| Chorus: | 
| La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la. | 
| La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la. | 
| La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la. | 
| La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la... |