Текст песни
He sees the stormy anger of the world
And wants no part of it at all
And as the weeping leaves of Autumn curl
He feels the savage winter call
See far below the dust
of conflict settles on the hill
Where there was no escape before
And as he spreads his wings
and soars up to another level
He brings the icy prophecies of war
Black crow, black crow, tell me where you really go
When you fly into the sunset, high in evening sky,
Black crow, black crow, tell me what you really know
Will we flourish in this hurricane,
or will we fall and die?
While children lose their souls and so much more
To ragged armies of the field
A vicious fanfare cries appeasing hungry savages
To trigger that their fate is surely sealed
I wonder where that black crow sleeps
as day beckons the night
Or if he even sleeps at all
I wonder what he thinks of all
the human traffic far below
That's struggled on the road so, so long
Tell me black crow,
black crow silently you pass above
Understanding everything
but you know nothing at all
Black crow black crow,
tell me what you really know
Do you understand the pain
that we feel down here at all
