Testo Blackbird

With the hollow gaze
The bird looked deep into my eyes
I saw sadness
Followed the blackbird into the woods

I am the ghost of the child without name
I sing out my tune, a song from my tomb
Cry in the midst of the woods it is mine
A hapless mother took my life
No sacred ground to lay in rest
In the shape of a bird I escort your way
Cruel is the fate of that child

Blackbird standeth on a branch
And from the shadows of the forest
Flew ten blackbirds
Gazing at me with their gleaming eyes
Following my path through the woods
Sad were their eyes in undeserved doom

Cry in the midst of the woods it is mine
A hapless mother took my lifeNo sacred ground to lay in rest
In the shape of a bird I escort your way
Cruel is the fate of that child
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