The crying owl, the crying owlnCries a prophecy of storm for all of usnThe nightingale, the nightingalenIs going on to sing her song her evening starnnNightingale, don't you know, taciturnnYou must learn to be and to...nn...Show in the eyes of the dangerous nightnIt brings storm, it brings deathnBelieve my words and despairnLearn to fear, learn to shakenWhen the dangerous me awakesnThe black clouds are soon nearnnSo you should fear, so you should fearnSays the anxious owl which seems so sorrowednMy lovely owl, my lovely owlnSays the nightingale so modestly she isnnI am known, for the storm, it has time,ntime to carenNightingale...nn...Show in the eyes of the dangerous nightnIt brings storm, it brings deathnBelieve my words and despairnLearn to fear, learn to shakenWhen the dangerous me awakesnThe black clouds are soon nearnnSo let me sing, my lovely owlnWhen the danger is here I'm taciturnnAnd I will hide between a bough,ntill the heaven will alight I'm taciturn