It was a summer party
and she turned twelve,
it was the first time that
a man looked into her eyes...
She took care of her father's garden
and he stopped to look at her:
he was a strange man who
he taught her what he knew.
And now she knows how to find gold in the sand,
in polish silver the ashes change...
a black crow will be, elf fire if
only he wants it 
and when she sings she will make the moon tremble.
a black crow will be, elf fire if
only he wills it 
What there is to know about this world he now knows:
what has already been,
everything_that will be.
He was a summer party
the day she passed by there 
and it was the first time that
a man looked into her eyes...
It was a summer party,< br/>happy she followed him,
left her father's house
and for love he went away.
And at dawn now she knows how to dance barefoot,
and strange herbs she knows how to find at the bottom of wells...
a black crow will be, fire elf if
only he wants it 
and when she sings she will make the moon tremble.
a he will be a black raven, a fire elf if
he only wants it
What there is to know about this world
now he knows:
what has already been,
everything that will be.