Oh raven of the summer sky, why do you wear a shiny black coat?
To mark the death of a forgotten soul or to wander through the night alone?
While the swallows sing and the little ones chirp
You live in anger against this wicked world
For once just let them know how you feel
Sing along with the songbird if the songs are too deep
For I long to know what is it that you lack
A wanderer or a messenger, all dressed in black.