my morning alarm magpie
I wonder how you sing O’ sweet Magpie?
Sometimes you sing in low notes, sometimes high.
I can’t understand any of your words
Your tune gets to my heart, O’ sweet bird.
Your one part is white, the other black
Somewhere you're seen as a symbol of good luck
You're not trained, yet, you sing so well!
When you sing great singers will fail
Your song awakens me like a morning alarm.
You, my friend never cause me any harm.