Muted nightingale

    With one clipped wing

    She will never soar

    She will never sing

    Upon her leg, a silver ring

    Beautiful Nightingale

    Her silent splendour worshipped

    She closes her eyes and projects her song

    The only other way she knows how

    From heart to heart

    From spirit to spirit

    In your mind you will see her fly

    Swooping into your slumbering soul

    Sweet Nightingale

    Sings only in her dreams

    Her mantra tender and clear

    Injured wing crippling her freedom

    With mended wing flies gracefully without fear

    Brave Nightingale

    Perhaps one day a miracle will shine

    Her cage bars will shatter and part

    She will sing for the first time

    A song so sweet

    and fly straight to your heart

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