Little Crow Lyrics, Little Crow Looking for Mother Lyrics

Little crow. Singer: Little Bud Group.

Words: Taiwanese nursery rhymes.

Song: Taiwanese nursery rhyme.

The little crow is in good health and catches some meat from insects.

Bring your mother to eat, the old crow is old.

I can't jump and can't fly high, and I hide in the nest and scream.

The little crow is in good health and catches some meat from insects.

Bring your mother to eat, the old crow is old.

I can't jump and can't fly high, and I hide in the nest and scream.

The little crow is in good health and catches some meat from insects.

Bring your mother to eat, the old crow is old.

I can't jump and can't fly high, and I hide in the nest and scream.

The little crow is in good health, and catches some meat for his mother to eat.

Wild chrysanthemums bloom on the roadside.

A little crow flew in.

Don't make noise, don't play.

Hurried home.

Its mother is older.

Lying at home and not flying.

The little crow has worms in its mouth.

Feed mom one bite at a time.

What a cute little crow.

What a sensible little crow.

Fly around and don't forget.

Mom raised it.

Mom raised it.

Song Title: Little Crow.

Singer: Little Bud Group.

Words: Taiwanese nursery rhymes.

Song: Taiwanese nursery rhyme.

The little crow is in good health and catches some meat from insects.

Bring your mother to eat, the old crow is old.

I can't jump and can't fly high, and I hide in the nest and scream.

The little crow is in good health and catches some meat from insects.

Bring your mother to eat, the old crow is old.

I can't jump and can't fly high, and I hide in the nest and scream.

The little crow is in good health and catches some meat from insects.

Bring your mother to eat, the old crow is old.

I can't jump and can't fly high, and I hide in the nest and scream.

The little crow is in good health and catches some meat from insects.

Bring your mother to eat.

The correct song title is Little Crow Loves Mother.

Little crows love their mothers.

Singer: He Ying.

Lyrics: Sun Mu.

Composer: He Ying.

Lyrics: Wild chrysanthemums bloom on the roadside, and a little crow flies in and is noisy, not noisy, not playing, and hurriedly flies home.

Its mother is old, lying in the nest and not moving, and the little crow brings insects and feeds them to her mother one bite at a time.

What a sensible little crow, what a cute little crow, flying around without forgetting, my mother raised it.

1. With surging enthusiasm.

Can be born unlikable.

The pure black appearance is forbearant and calm.

How can you cry when the moon sets.

Your presence is a miracle.

The arrangement of creation is mysterious and invisible.

Just for another glance at the encounter.

I forgot about my predators.

When I flew here again.

Overlooking the top of the Blurry Mountain.

Alone in the night sky, waiting for your reply.

It's like I'm unlucky.

You can't be lucky.

I only wish you could sense it from afar.

When I landed here again.

Walk through the wild forest.

fluttering stubborn but forked wings.

Those who fly on the branches are funny.

Those who occupy the nest are snickering.

But the thought of you doesn't make you feel gregarious.

Your presence is a miracle.

The arrangement of creation is mysterious and invisible.

Just for another glance at the encounter.

It made me resist fate.

When I flew here again.

Overlooking the top of the Blurry Mountain.

Alone in the night sky, waiting for your reply.

It's like I'm unlucky.

You can't be lucky.

I only wish you could sense it from afar.

When I landed here again.

Walk through the wild forest.

fluttering stubborn but forked wings.

Those who fly on the branches are funny.

Those who occupy the nest are snickering.

But the thought of you doesn't make you feel gregarious.

When I flew here again.

Overlooking the top of the Blurry Mountain.

Alone in the night sky, waiting for your reply.

It's like I'm unlucky.

You can't be lucky.

I only wish you could sense it from afar.

When I landed here again.

Walk through the wild forest.

Dissipated the unwarranted aura and accusations.

It's not young in the blink of an eye.

It also chewed through some truth.

I believe that many things do not make sense.

Wait until you feed me some reversals.

Feed me some plot reversals.

2, "Crow" is the first song in Xu Song's eighth solo creation **** "Breathing Wild", and the lyrics and songs were created by Xu Song. The song was released on May 7, 2021.

Wild chrysanthemums bloomed on the side of the road, and a small crow flew in, not noisy or playing, and hurriedly turned home.

Its mother was old, lying at home and not flying, and the little crow brought insects and fed them to her mother one bite at a time.

What a cute little crow, what a sensible little crow, flying around and not forgetting, my mother raised it. Mom raised it.

It doesn't seem to be like you.

Wild chrysanthemums bloomed on the side of the road, and a small crow flew in, not noisy or playing, and hurried home.

Its mother was old, lying in the nest and not moving, and the little crow brought insects and fed them to her mother one by one.

What a cute little crow, what a sensible little crow, flying around and not forgetting, my mother raised it.

Lyrics name: Raven.

Singer: Xiao Ke.

Lyrics and songs: Xiao Ke.

Whoever wants to hear me sing is looking for me where there is no one.

I have a lot of legends but no good results.

They said I was a bad character and no one welcomed me.

Because my colors make people feel unhappy when they see them.

No matter what others say, I'm still living in this world.

Although he doesn't have a good singing voice, he can sing freely.

It's here. Actually, I didn't make a mistake, but some people said me behind my back.

If you were me, I think you'd feel lonely.

The city under the branches I could easily fly over its head.

Who can live as carefree as I am.

Although there is no gentle shadow leaning against me to accompany me.

But there was no lively scene that made me feel overwhelmed.

Although sometimes the mood will be like yours, and you will not sell tomatoes.

But who can sing to the moon all night like me. It's here.

Singing: Little Bud Combination.

Mother Crow sang and sang.

Why do you keep singing?

Because I have seven little babies.

Intelligent, cute and lively.

Cute and cute little baby.

What a happy and cute baby.

Listen to mom's songs.

There are crows' nests on the hills.

Please come there as a guest.

Look at the round eyes of the little crow.

All of them are good boys.

Mother Crow sang and sang.

Why do you keep singing?

Because I have seven little babies.

Intelligent, cute and lively.

Cute and cute little baby.

What a happy and cute baby.

Listen to your mom sing a song.

There are crows' nests on the hills.

Please come there as a guest.

Look at the round eyes of the little crow.

All of them are good boys.

Mother Crow sang and sang.

Why do you keep singing?

Because I have seven little babies.

Intelligent, cute and lively.

Cute and cute little baby.

What a happy and cute baby.

Listen to your mom sing a song.

There are crows' nests on the hills.

Please come there as a guest.

Look at the round eyes of the little crow.

All of them are good boys.

"I Am a Little Bird" is a song sung by Zhao Chuan, written and composed by Li Zongsheng.

Lyrics: Sometimes I feel like a little bird.

I want to fly, but I can't fly high.

Maybe one day I'll perch on a branch.

but became the target of hunters.

I flew on the green sky and found myself.

Since then, there has been no one to rely on.

Every time it's the dead of night.

I couldn't sleep all the time.

I doubt it's just my tomorrow that hasn't gotten better.

What the future holds.

Who knows exactly.

Whether happiness is just a legend.

I'll never find it.

I'm a little bird.

I want to fly, I want to fly, but I can't fly high.

I searched, and searched for a warm embrace.

That's not too much to ask.

I'm a little bird.

I want to fly, I want to fly, but I can't fly high.

I searched, and searched for a warm embrace.

That's not too much to ask.

Anyone who knows my name.

How are you doing?

The world is so small.

We are doomed to have nowhere to run.

When I tasted the warmth and coldness of human affection.

When you decide to burn for your ideals.

The pressure of life and the dignity of life.

Which one is important.

I'm a little bird.

I want to fly, I want to fly, but I can't fly high.

I searched, and searched for a warm embrace.

That's not too much to ask.

I'm a little bird.

I want to fly, I want to fly, but I can't fly high.

I searched, and searched for a warm embrace.

That's not too much to ask.

I'm a little bird.

I want to fly, I want to fly, but I can't fly high.

I searched, and searched for a warm embrace.

That's not too much to ask.

That's not too much to ask.