On a golden autumn morning fair,
The magpie sings without a care,
Its melody dances in the crisp air,
Announcing nature's grand affair.
With feathers black and eyes of white,
It greets the day with pure delight,
Its song soars to a wondrous height,
And fills the world with purest light.
Oh, magpie, bringer of joy and cheer,
Your music reaches far and near,
Amidst the trees, your voice is clear,
A symphony that all can hear.
So let us join the magpie's song,
And let our spirits soar along,
With nature's chorus, sweet and strong,
We'll celebrate where we belong.
For in the magpie's joyful cry,
We find a reason, a lullaby,
To cherish life beneath the sky,
And spread our wings, and learn to fly.
So, as the magpie's tune takes flight,
Let us embrace the pure delight,
And make the most of each day and night,
Within this world, so pure and bright.