I do not know
Where do they come from
And where do they go away
During the night time?
The black-necked cranes,
How their nests,
Where are these,
How do they sleep in?
Cranes, black-necked cranes
Looking so lovely
Winged and bigger
And long-necked.
It is a beauty to see them flying,
Landing on the ground,
The cranes,
Black-necked cranes.
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