3 Black Crows - Blackmore's night

Three black crows were sitting on a fence

Watching the world pass them by

Laughing at humanity and its 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

Three black crows were sitting on a fence

Watching the world pass them by

Three 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

Three black crows are sitting in a tree

Watching the world pass them by

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