I do not know if I speak with a magpie or vulgar or Cécride or Colímbade Pipo. I do not know if your feathers is one of the Pierides or you simply Picaza scraping the bones of the dead cow.
Will you be one of the nine daughters of Thrace, daughter of Piraeus Evipe of Pela, who dared to compete with the Muses? Your pride
betrayed you. You were good at singing, but not enough to compete with the Muses. For your daring received divine punishment.
magpie Finally, almost prefer that you are the common bird of the trails that a proud Pierides.
Hilicón stay in the Muses and the gods on Mount Olympus us down here, we manage without being accountable to anyone.
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