Oh Maurgarite, sweet Maurgarite

You’re such a tiny thing

Not many ever see you

But, you can surely sing…

Across the waves of air

Your sweet melody begins to flow

Making every part of your tiny body

Take on a beautiful glow…

Oh Maurgarite, sweet Maurgarite

You only appear in the night

Singing musical words of healing,

That come from a place beyond sight…

A true blessing you are,

Oh sweet Maurgarite

Your music heals sorrow from dreams…

With delicate tunes,

you grab hold of sad things

Then you turn them to stars, and moonbeams.