A Falcon was sent into the air by his master to begin his hunt for food
With firm beats of his wings he ascended into the sky to begin his search

Then his eyes spotted far below him, a black figure stirring in the depths
Circling up high in the sky, the falcon awaited the best moment to strike

With great speed, the falcon dove upon his prey
His wings folded to reduce the drag of the winds
The prey didn't notice the threat from above,
When all of a sudden his sight went black

Sharp talons piercing the flesh, death came swiftly
There was no way to escape

The slain bird was heavier than he expected
The falcon couldn't maintain his altitude
He felt reluctant to let go of his prey,
But the threat of sharp rocks was at hand

Then a southern wind went through the air

Drifting on the warm current,
Carried by the wind, the falcon quickly climbed again
He shot through the sky over the forest when he heard his master's call

In return, the falcon gave a shriek as an answer to his name

His master wondered what the falcon was carrying
The large black shadow he firmly held

The black raven is dead
He has killed himself a black raven
An unusual prey for a falcon, but still, the black raven is dead