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The Nightingale

This song is by Miranda Sex Garden and appears on the album Madra (1991).

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

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