Magpie Song

The Magpie's Gift

The flowers in the withered grove have faded, and the magpie has scattered; dark feathers fall among the evergreens.

Dazed, I wake in alarm, still alive; the bird of old is half-broken.

I look back on more than ten years, with my old friend by my side.

I entrust you to the crimson-cloud tent; in this life, I will surely give everything.

My body is broken, my heart more so; I would give it all to find my way back to the flowers.

If the flowers have no need of a magpie to fly beside them, then this broken magpie still wishes to accompany you home.