A man of peace should never be
Asked to fight for you and me
A man contented in himself
Must treasure his own inner wealth
If put in the public domain
He'll never be the same again
Cursed, robbed, beaten, soul destroyed
He'll wish that stealth he had employed
His own best friend he'd be for years
For it's the mass that brought him tears
And like a wolf that's left the pack
He must follow his own heart's track
And with some good luck on his side
One day he'll find to be his bride
The she-wolf who can understand
Why he obeys his own command
And if that day should never come
He'll still be his own companion
And live on mountains with the trees
And bless the stars and earth and breeze
A man of peace should never be
Asked to fight for you and me
A man contented in himself
Must treasure his own inner wealth