It is pleasant to hear the little bird
Singing from her very soul
This month of May, however it be
And for as long as the night will roll.
It's lovely to hear her song
Finer than any other's
I do declare
Because it gives joy to many lovers
My songster fair.
It is the little nightingale
Who puts all its devotion
Into its perfect song
From its very creation.
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