Owl-feather crow-feather black and white,
Near to the border where day meets night.
Call the magpies, keep your candle dry;
Ever after never risked this sky.

Unless you risk the river you won't know.
Pretend you understand the way to go.
Often we take risks to find the game's not worth the candle --
Never bargain anything whose loss you don't dare handle --
After all, we're running for our lives.