The Nightingale
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โฑ๏ธ 1:05 duration
๐ ID: 10271039
๐ Lyrics
the nightingale
so soon as april bringeth
unto her rested sense a perfect waking
while late bare earth
proud of new clothing springeth
sings out her woes a thorn her song book making
and mournfully bewailing
her throat in tunes expresseth
what grief her breast expresseth
so soon as april bringeth
unto her rested sense a perfect waking
while late bare earth
proud of new clothing springeth
sings out her woes a thorn her song book making
and mournfully bewailing
her throat in tunes expresseth
what grief her breast expresseth