L'aigle noir

One fine day, or maybe a night
By a lake I had fallen asleep
When suddenly, seeming to pierce the sky
And coming from nowhere
A black eagle appeared

Slowly, with wings spread wide
Slowly, I saw it circle
Near me, with a rustle of wings
As if fallen from the sky
The bird came to rest

Its eyes were ruby colored
And its feathers the color of night
On its forehead shining with a thousand fires
The crowned king bird
Wore a blue diamond

With its beak it touched my cheek
In my hand, it slipped its neck
That's when I recognized it
Emerging from the past
It had returned to me

Say bird, oh say, take me away
Let's return to the land of yesteryear
As before, in my childhood dreams
To gather trembling
Stars, stars

As before, in my childhood dreams
As before, on a white cloud
As before, lighting the sun
Being a rainmaker
And performing wonders
The black eagle with a rustle of wings
Took flight to return to the sky

One fine day, or maybe a night
By a lake, I had fallen asleep
When suddenly, seeming to pierce the sky
And coming from nowhere
A black eagle appeared

One fine day, or was it a night
By a lake, I had fallen asleep
When suddenly, seeming to pierce the sky
And coming from nowhere
A black eagle appeared

One fine day, a night
By a lake, asleep
When suddenly
Emerging from nowhere
A black eagle appeared

One fine day, a night
By a lake, asleep
When suddenly
It came from nowhere
The black eagle appeared

One fine day, a night
By a lake, asleep

It came from nowhere
The black eagle appeared