Nightingale1 min 229 1 min 229
"O" my nightingale, what a sweet voice
Chirping on a branch with sweet memories
Drags me to a far ,far away land with fantasy
A word with null of pains, sorrows, tears
Filled with fruits hanging on branches
Filled with Roses, hibiscus, araliya
I as drunken red wine absorbs
To the world of fantasy, everywhere green
Where am I ? Was it a dream?
My nightingale you trickster
Take me !!! Take me !!! to your world
Where no isolation, where no crimes
It's a paradise of natural creations
Nightingale, take me !!!
Suffering will lighten, pains will vanish
I'm dying with numbness pains
"O" my nightingale, take me !!
Where no humans exist
Let's sing with your melodies
Let's drink red wine till pain vanishes
My nightingale you are a miracle