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