The emperor had a large garden
that was known for its beauty and size.
People travelled all from all around
To see it with their own two eyes.
But at the very end of the garden
where the flowers met the sea
A song drew all the tourists near
song of beauty and songs for the free.
When the emperor heard of the song
he demanded the singer caught
to hear its beauty for himself
for without proof, to him, it was naught.
And so his servants went off to find
the little singing one
down through the garden they hunted
Through trees and fields they ran.
“Ah!” they thought, when they heard a sound
This must be the music people mean.
And so they dragged an animal back
But as others laughed, they realised they had made a scene.
“That's not the singer.” a little girl cried.
“You've caught a cow, thats all.”
They dragged the poor beast back to its home
and carried on walking wall to wall
Three times they found a noise
they thought could be the singing voice
and when eventually they tracked it down
they shut it up without a choice.
When the emperor heard the song
he let out a happy gasp
and opened the cage to look at the bird
and held it in a gentle gasp.
He thought of locking up the bird
to capture the rich sound
But then he realised that its beauty
should not be shut up and bound.
In thanks for letting her go free
The little bird stayed near
and sang for the emperor
every day of every year.