Turning to crow

Over the mountains,
high above in the blue sky
When my earth life has ended,
I'll be able to fly

Across the seas, I can float
or just sit in a tree
When my heart stop beating,
I'll finally be free

Black as the night, I won't be seen
I can do whatever I like, every single day,
as a crow I'll be no more haunted,
no, I'll be free, to fly my way