Nog een nummer waarvan ik met enige ontsteltenis constateer: die is nog niet eens langsgeweest.
Het filmpje met Romance is nieuw voor mij (argh, blote voeten de hele tijd, het snijdt door mij heen) – nu ja, de gelieven trekken zich terug in de woestijn…
Through the chill of winter
Running across the frozen lake
Hunters are out on his trail
All odds are against him
With a family to provide for
The one thing he must keep alive
Will the wolf survive?
Drifting by the roadside
Climbs each storm and aging face
Wants to make some morning’s fate
Losing to the range war
He’s got two strong legs to guide him
Two strong arms keep him alive
Will the wolf survive?
Standing in the pouring rain
All alone in a world that’s changed
Running scared, now forced to hide
In a land where he once stood with pride
But he’ll find his way by the morning light
Sounds across the nation
Coming from your hearts and minds
Battered drums and old guitars
Singing songs of passion
It’s the truth that they all look for
The one thing they must keep alive
Will the wolf survive?
Will the wolf survive?
Will the wolf survive?< Los Lobos, 1984.
Misschien is het niet eens overbodig te vermelden dat de groepsnaam "De Wolven" betekent.
