Nightingale nightingale
Nightingale nightingale
your song so sweet
as every wish of a parent,
to hold a child asleep
Nightingale nightingale
your color so pure
as beautiful as the world
covered in snow, hushed and null
Nightingale nightingale
your flight too short
to grace today
with your everlasting joy
Nightingale nightingale
night is upon you
your song has been cut
your color has dimmed
your flight is done
Nightingale nightingale
off beyond the stars
to where your song can be heard
your color can shine
your flight can soar.
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