The crying owl, the crying owl

Cries a prophecy of storm for all of us

The nightingale, the nightingale

Is going on to sing her song her evening star

Nightingale, don't you know, taciturn

You must learn to be and to...

...Show in the eyes of the dangerous night

It brings storm, it brings death

Believe my words and despair

Learn to fear, learn to shake

When the dangerous me awakes

The black clouds are soon near

So you should fear, so you should fear

Says the anxious owl which seems so sorrowed

My lovely owl, my lovely owl

Says the nightingale so modestly she is

I am known, for the storm, it has time,

time to care

Nightingale...

...Show in the eyes of the dangerous night

It brings storm, it brings death

Believe my words and despair

Learn to fear, learn to shake

When the dangerous me awakes

The black clouds are soon near

So let me sing, my lovely owl

When the danger is here I'm taciturn

And I will hide between a bough,

till the heaven will alight I'm taciturn