The crow sits on a stone,
Picks at a bone.
First was a potsherd,
Second rubbish in a ring,
Third a bandit at the Thing
Now Elisabet must turn around the ring
The crow sits on a stone,
Picks at a bone.
First was a potsherd,
Second rubbish in a ring,
Third a bandit at the Thing
Now Elinborg must turn around the ring