Seven ducks on the lake alone
Where do you go?
Where do you go?
When the air turns cold
And you're fleeing from the snow
Seven ducks leave the lake or die
Where do you fly?
Where do you fly?
When the season is open
And you've caught the hunter's eye
Seven geese, wild and free,
Fly south for the winter
Fly safely for me
I have no wings
No inner compass
I can't flee from the seasons like you can
I can't flee from dangers the way that you can
Seven crows on a telephone wire
Can you get higher?
Can you get higher?
Tell me, what's up there?
Heaven or just plain air?
Seven crows perched in tall trees
Do you do what you please?
Do you do what you please?
Tell me, what's it like to be free?
Is it how I imagine it to be?
Seven geese, wild and free,
Fly south for the winter
Fly safely for me
I have no wings
No inner compass
I can't flee from the seasons like you can
I can't flee from dangers the way that you can
Seven birds locked up in a store
Do you know what you're here for?
Do you know what you're here for?
Wings are clipped and there's no exit door
I feel your pain more and more
I have no direction,
No set destination
I look to the skies as if
Answers were on wings
But I have neither, so please
Wild geese, go and be free,
Fly south for the winter
Fly safely for me
I have no wings
No inner compass
I can't flee from the seasons like you can
I can't flee from dangers the way that you can