Crazy Man Michael

Crazy Man Michael - Kutna Hora

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 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 will cursed be

Michael he ranted and Michael he raved

And beat up the four winds with his fists

He laughed and he cried he shouted and he swore

For his mad mind trapped with a kiss

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

The bird fluttered long and the sky it did spin

And the cold earth did wonder and startle

Oh where is the raven that I struck down dead

And here did lie on the ground

I see that my true love with a wound so well

Where her ture lover's heart it did pound

Crazy man Michael he wonders and calls

And talks to the night and the day

But his eyes they are sane and his speech it

Is plain

And he longs to be far away

Michael he whistles the simplest of tunes

And asks to wild wolves their pardon

For his true love is flown into every flower grown

And he must be keeper of the garden