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Nightbird
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When the stars have come to play,
the moon shines out after the day,
the nightbird flies into the sky.
Feel his melody, it is enlightening.
Perched upon his broken twig
Singing his song to the night.
The moon reflects the midnight sighs.
The nightbird takes troubles away.
Sleep on into the night, fair people,
Let nothing come and trouble the mind.
The nightbird is singing of love.
Feel his melody, it is surviving.
When the stars have come to play,
and people have all gone to sleep.
Than will come the soft nightbird
from his gilded home in the sky.
Singing his songs of gentle passion
to the stars shining in the night sky.
Oh dear nightbirds of the dark,
it is I who hear your melodies.
It is I who crave to touch the sky,
and be as one with you in moonlight.
Together we will sing and shine and eclipse
into golden nightbirds of song
