Nightingale

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Nightingale

The melody through the rustles of the trees
The melody it never does decrease or increase
The melody, it enchants the mind
To the song we are forever bind
Through the still of morning and night
As though putting up a singing fight
To echo its voice door to door
Singing on for evermore
In sadness, happines, whichever it feels
With all emotions it always deals
It sings with warmth and sings with chill
Singing up the roof and down the hill
The voice is soft, calm and clear
Out for all humans to hear
Singing in whichever mood
Care and love is the melody’s food
Guessed you have maybe, its a bird
The name some people find absurd
Unbeautiful, brown, simple it is
Most underistimate the voice of hers or his
Maybe you pass. maybe you fail
It is the ugly but most beautiful nightingale.

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