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I live in the world without the stars

Deficient of joy here in my empty rooms

So many wealth I have around

The power and glory -

All are merged in gloom

Where is the bird that sang so well

Where is the song, that healed the tired soul

Pathetic parts of the broken fake

Can bring no reason to this senseless word

So sick and tired I lay

But you are gone away

Nightingale is singing song of dreams

Close your eyes the tears of joy you’ll find

All your fears dissolving when he sings

Close to the heart the breath of the Paradise

The Nightingale

Tell me how to learn? How to pay?

In my ever empty rooms that

Are filled with my pain

I had a night light

Weeping with the tears of joy

Now I need you more than ever

Help me my friend

What’s the price I have to pay?

I just want you to stay

Bring light to my hazy days

What do I have to do?

Oh!

Nightingale is singing song of dreams

Close your eyes the tears of joy you’ll find

All your fears dissolving when he sings

Close to the heart the breath of the Paradise

The Nightingale…

Oh, so close to the heart…

All the fears are gone…

You’re far away…