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Nightingale
you are my nightingale my nightingale
glorious in flight kissing me beneath the trees
you are my nightingale my nightingale
never again shall I kiss honeyed lips like these
they say that I shall miss you less
as days turn into years
all I know is that you are not here
you are my nightingale my nightingale
how can I resist but hold you in my arms again
you are my nightingale my nightingale
singing your sweet song hoping that my heart will mend
they say that I shall miss you less
as days turn into years
all I know is that you are not here
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