The sun is falling and it lies in blood
  The moon is weaving bandages of gold
  Old Black Swan where oh where is my lover now
  Where oh where is my lover now
  
  Torn and tattered is my bridal gown
  and my lamp is lost
  With silver needles and with silver threads
  The stars stitch a route for the dying sun
  Old Black Swan where oh where is my lover now
  
  I had given him a kiss and a golden ring
  And a golden ring
  I had given him a kiss of fire and a golden ring
  Oh with silver needles and with silver threads
  The stars stitch a route for the dying sun
  
  Black Wing o Black Wing take me down with you
  Take me down with you take me down with you
  Take me down with you
  Old Black Swan take me down with you
  I had given him a kiss of fire
  Take me down with you