The Spring of the wolf / Asturies Atlantic labyrinth

High from the green mountains that are rock and are wood, the wolf beholds the ocean, that's too blue for his eyes.

Kilometres downpath, the villains castrate the hogs alive, for the feast of the May Queen, the solstice damsel, near to their houses of the stone age.

Kilometres downpath...

In his summer fur, the wolf sleeps now, with Lucifer to his left seated on the Spring grass.

Kilometres downpath, the labyrinth of menhirs get crowded by spectres for the solstice queen:

because this land is entry to the silent peoples of the west.

This brutalized place, where every corridor of stone has a meaning.

Kilometres downpath.