Original lyrics

EN

The bird of omen Is on the wing I see it circling I hear it sing It watches over me There in the trees Upon the twisting boughs An augury I have always been one for sorrow I hear the beating of the wings, to my horror I have always been one for sorrow I know that wherever I go it will follow A lustred feather Falls to the ground A fleeting shadow That rattling sound Beyond the windowpane In twilight gloom A tap upon the glass Foretells my doom I have always been one for sorrow I hear the beating of the wings, to my horror I have always been one for sorrow I know that wherever I go it will follow It follows One for sorrow Two for mirth Three for a funeral And four for birth Five for heaven Six for hell Seven for the devil The devil himself I will always be one for sorrow I hear the beating of the wings, to my horror I will always be one for sorrow I know that wherever I go it will follow