Spice And Wolf ED 1

Seven Apples on a witche's tree
With seven seeds to plant inside of me
In springtime I grew a magic song
Then skipping along, I sang the song to everyone

I looked at the world through apple eyes
And cut myself a slice of sunshine pie
I danced with the peanut butterflies
Till time went and told me

To say hello but wave good-bay
Thousand sugar stars

Oh put them in a jar
And then whistle round the world
Oh whistle round the world

I'm a little wolf inside a girl
You say
And off I'll go from June to May
Oh whistling round the world

Let's whistle round the world