Crying of a Desert Wolf (Bourbon version)

[Intro - Male narration] Suddenly, a grey wolf! Eye-catching, forepart and ribs upturned, Limbs at his sides lanky, spindly, Dragging behind him a rope-like tail, His spine crooked, bent like a bow... [Verse 1] Creased by hunger, His resolve had hardened: Nothing but bones, Spirit and hide. He crunched his fangs, in whose rows lurked death, Like the crunching of one shivering fromthe cold. [Chorus] Where are those we loved, where have their dark-white camels gone? (Over there, over there!) cutting through the-desert-haze. [Instrumental Solo] [Verse 2] It is as if archways of mist drank the clouds And drop by drop dissolved in the rain . . . As if children snickered in the vineyard bowers, [Verse 3] The song of the rain Rippled the silence of birds in the trees . . . Drop, drop, the rain Drip [Chorus] Where are those we loved, where have their dark-white camels gone? (Over there, over there!) cutting through the-desert-haze. At the way stations stay. Grieve over the ruins. Ask the meadow grounds, now desolate, this question. Where are those we loved, where have their dark-white camels gone? (Over there, over there!) cutting through the-desert-haze.