I have no hands and I must play
Melody unfolding in the mind
I imagine it; playing my way
It sounds so pure and refined
Violin sings in a sharp voice
Paired with my own loud howl
I am a wolf; music is my choice
Fangs glisten under my cowl
I am a little bard in the head
Striving for knowledge and art
Simple illusion; carefully bred
I have no hands; but I have a heart
