Within the fire and out upon the sea 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 would tell to you Your future you often have asked me Your true love will die by your own right hand And crazy man Michael will cursèd be Michael he ranted and Michael he raved And beat up the four winds with his fists o He laughed and he cried, he shouted and he 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 struck down the raven through the heart o The bird…