Оригинален текст
Bird of I'll omen's song is blowin' on in, blowin' on in, in the western wind.
Bird of I'll omen's song is blowin' on in, singing about that dread and din.
Dread and din.
Crows may fly into heaven and doves may plummet into canyons.
Bird of I'll omen's song is blowin' on in, blowin' on in, in the western wind.
Bird of I'll omen's song is blowin' on in, singing about that dread and din.
Dread and din.
Crows may fly into heaven and doves may plummet into canyons.