The Rider the Magpie and the Horse

Tears from the horse eyes are longer than a pane of glass Tears from the horse eyes are piercing the riders heart He mounts the horse with courage and confidence And leap a thousand meters towards the heavens The mountains appears like giants in front of him And forced him to ride above the wind Knocking the weight of his body to and fro And the saddle shifting from the horses back The stirrups is waggling his feet from front to back The bridles are falling from the horses face The wind is tearing the branches apart But he kept riding with a gigantic heart He is galloping away crushing everything in its way But a magpie sitting on top of the tree warned him that heat was approaching a hundred degree, the magpie voice could not slow him down and he kept riding with a with a sorrowful groans And the horses’ tears kept pouring down. The harness on the horses back kept him on the track But and the desert wind in front of him sends off a pool of dust putting an end to all of the fuss, manpower horse and beast moving like a lion towards the East He could neither see the left or the right and he could not tell The direction of the flight, the heavens were bellowing down upon him And dust kicked up a terrible storm and blocked his vision and destroys his ambition. He stretched his hand towards the breastplate, held it firmly and slid underneath the horse.the horse was also covered in dust so the horse and the rider ran out of luck but the magpie that he had ignored came on time to rescue him from the dusty shore. It flew on a nearby tree and in the midths of the thick dust it guides the rider away from the dust and alas the horse and the rider ended up in a mud hut. They send the rest of the time there until the terrible wind had blown away. And so the Magpie won the crown with a song and a frown leaving the rider and the horse covered in dust and lying flat on the ground.