Within the fire and out on the shore
Crazy man Michael was walking
He met with a raven with eyes black as coals
And shortly they were a-talking
"Your future, your future I will tell to you
Your future you often have asked me
Your true love will die by your own right hand
And crazy man Michael would cursed be"
Michael he went dead and Michael he left
And he beat the four winds with his fists-o
He laughed and he cried, he shouted and swore
For his mad mind had trapped him with a kiss-o
"You speak with an evil, you speak with a hate
You speak for the devil that haunts me
For is she not the fairest in all the broad land?
Your sorcerer's words are to taunt me"
He took out his dagger of fire and of steel
And he struck down the raven through the heart-o
The bird fled at long and the sky it did spin
And the cold earth did run and startle
"Oh where is the raven that I struck down dead
And he should lay on the ground-o?
For I see that my true love with a wound so bad
But her lover's heart it did hound-o"
Crazy man Michael he wanders and walks
And he talks to the night and the day-o
But his eyes they are sane and his speech it is clear
And he longs to be far away-o
Michael he whistles the simplest of tunes
And asks the wild woods their pardon
For his true love has flown into every flower grown
And he must be keeper of the garden