The Ainu are a minority Japanese people who live in Hokkaido, the northernmost island of Japan. In their creation tale, the wagtail acts a servant of Kamui, the creator god. The wagtail is a cute little seaside bird who's generally viewed as tiny, weak, and even crippled. But it's faithful and does its work despite being such a poor little thing, eventually even physically creating the land all by it's little self. Basically, the wagtail is representative of something or
someone who is not strong themselves, but through its giving heart manages to help others a great deal.
Translation:
I heard the voice of the wind
I want to know the rest of the dream
No one will tell me
My chest was smeared red...
I want only you to understand
Why I must return...
Far off in this endlessly continuing white earth
My voice that's crying out can no longer reach anyone
Like it's concealing this body's pains
I'm embraced by kindness from the sky...
The moon reflected in those eyes is pretty
Even as the night is not finished
Far off in this endlessly continuing white earth
My voice that's crying out can no longer reach anyone
Deeply in this endlessly continuing white earth
I'm still falling and cannot be healed by anyone
Like being enveloped in that small body
I'm embraced by the wagtail's kindness...
I lie with the kindness from the sky
And am embraced by the earth's warmth...
The Ainu are a minority Japanese people who live in Hokkaido, the northernmost island of Japan. In their creation tale, the wagtail acts a servant of Kamui, the creator god. The wagtail is a cute little seaside bird who's generally viewed as tiny, weak, and even crippled. But it's faithful and does its work despite being such a poor little thing, eventually even physically creating the land all by it's little self. Basically, the wagtail is representative of something or someone who is not strong themselves, but through its giving heart manages to help others a great deal.
Translation:
I heard the voice of the wind I want to know the rest of the dream No one will tell me My chest was smeared red...
I want only you to understand Why I must return...
Far off in this endlessly continuing white earth My voice that's crying out can no longer reach anyone
Like it's concealing this body's pains I'm embraced by kindness from the sky...
The moon reflected in those eyes is pretty Even as the night is not finished
Far off in this endlessly continuing white earth My voice that's crying out can no longer reach anyone
Deeply in this endlessly continuing white earth I'm still falling and cannot be healed by anyone
Like being enveloped in that small body I'm embraced by the wagtail's kindness...
I lie with the kindness from the sky And am embraced by the earth's warmth...