Blackmore's Night

Blackmore's Night - Three Black Crows lyrics

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Three black crows were sitting on a fence
Watching the world pass them by
Laughing at humanity and it's pretense
Wondering where next to fly

And they cackled in joy and dove through the air
Like the winds of a hurricane
And they spread their wings as if to declare
"Onward - let freedom ring"...

3 black crows are sitting in a tree
Looking down on mankind
Loving how it feels to be so free
Leaving us far behind...

And they cackled in joy and dove through the air
Like the winds of a hurricane
And they spread their wings as if to declare
"Onward - let freedom ring"...
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Language: English

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