Howl at the Moon - The Black Belles

Ever since the day

She was born when she steps into night

Please be warned

She’s marked by an unusual grin

And tried very hard not to give in

The night begins to crawl

Something calls her name

I howl at the moon

She apologized for misbehaving

But her brain cells were rearranging

When the night calls in an abstruse way

Her reflection starts to sway

The night begins to crawl

Something calls her name

I howl at the moon

And so sh gave…

She gave into tars

Lost and lonely

Hanging out with hounds

With undeniably viscous tricks to play

Changing so quickly

Her chains are undone

Asking herself

«Just what have I become?»

When every night

I howl at the moon!