There was once a boy who had a magical trumpet.

Every day, he would stand on a hill and blow his trumpet.

The blind would see, and the ill would be healed,

The deaf would hear, and every sickness could be healed.

All the people from all the land would come.

From the north to the south, in every direction, they would come.

But greed befell the people.

They stole the trumpet and killed the boy.

They began to play, but the trumpet had no magic without the boy.