The Nightingale
fly my little nightingale
and take this song i give
to the land where genies
and magic carpets live
hide yourself very well
and you will not be seen
but before the dawn becomes the day
proclaim my love with screems
fly my little nightingale
into her ear, into her heart
tell her i am always near
and will never ever depart
hide yourself within her dreams
and own from dusk till dawn
but when she leaves begin your screams
your mourning while she's gone
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