Sometimes to live

1 My smile early that morning Was because I had a lot of packs To protect me against even the scary tiger 2 even with the memory of my beloved lost ones My heart bleeds with joy when I look at my pack The times we hold paws by the fire at night The times we fall but still we rise The times we cry in grieve for our beloved lost ones The times we fight the hungry Lion My pack, my pack how you make life interesting sometimes to live