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The raven flies high in the sky þú.þþú
Into the fire it flies, with wings of black þú.þþú
Graceful flight and beauty is in him þú.þþú
Its eyes are that of mine þú.þþú
Looking into the clouds up high in the sky þú.þþú
Controled by no one or anyone, he is free þú.þþú
I want to be free as the raven þú.þþú
Freedom of the grip of death þú.þþú
Freedom is in the raven þú.þþú

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