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A nightingale came to my window
Letting our a sonorous rhapsody
Again and again he visited
I ignored, keeping a chaste distance
Again and again he repeatedly persisted
His serenade alluring, penetrating my love chamber
In futility shaking of its kindred hold
With might within and without.
I adjusted my blind, like my sister on the garden
The dike is now broken, the river overpowers
The alluvial peace, mind, unven surface undulating steps.
The nightingale sings
Soul and body in too good to heal.
Captive, I invited the household.
As I stretched the dirt was shot
The nightingale flew never to return
Living a continuous melody in my heart