Sing, My Nightingale
Sing, my nightingale, sing for me again
Sing from your bramble tree
Sing, my nightingale, sing and it will rain
Earth is melancholy
And brown, brown, brown, the frost
Has burned everything down
Change comes so callously and cost
More than green or barren ground
Sing, my nightingale, sing
Do not ever fly away
I am only mortal clay
Sing, my nightingale, sing
Love is the only truth I trust
Nothing endures the spinning crust
Sing, my nightingale, sing
Drunk me with your delicious songs
For love alone my body longs
Sing, my nightingales, sing
The frost has left nothing green
But my faith keeps its silver sheen
Sing, O nightingale, sing
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