A crow flew to me kept it's distance
Such a proud creation
I saw it's soul, envied it's pride
But needed nothing it had

An owl came to me old and wise
Pierced right through my youth
I learned it's ways, envied it's sense
But needed nothing it had a dove came to me
Had no fear it rested on my arm
I touched it's calm, envied it's love
But needed nothing it had

A swan of white she came to me
The lake mirrored her beauty sweet
I kissed her neck, adored her grace
But needed nothing she could deal

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Writer(s): ERNO VUORINEN, JUKKA NEVALAINEN, MARKO HIETALA, TUOMAS HOLOPAINEN