I know there must be a bird
Who can sing about the joy of a coming spring
With a voice as soft as a sound of a summer rain
After a cold hard and long winter

She will make my darkness right
She will turn the black into white
She will even make the day out of night

She will wear black feathers
Wear black feathers and wear silver
And when she comes around, we are all by the other

She will make my darkness right
She will turn the black into white
She will еven make the day out of night

Makе a day out of night
And turn my nightmare into a dream
And lord, if i somehow go to sleep
Let me dream forever, forever, forever

I know one day she will call and i shall hear, i shall follow
In another time, in another place, in another world

She will make my darkness right
She will turn the black into white
She will even make the day out of night

She will make my darkness right
She will turn the black into white
She will even make the day out of night