Come spread your white wings
About my rusty springs
Oh Egret of the Sandy lands
Up here in migrant fare
Come be blown like a sack cloth
Pure white as a snow flake, sin-free
Come spread your angel wings
About me, sit in my Ash tree
Come burn a white hot flame
Down by the cold black lake
And write in your smoke signals
The message of my mistake
You are my guardian Angel
You take away my pain
I pray to you Great Egret
Far off in the beating rain
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