Gleb Zavlanov

[G.Y. Lanov]

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Song of the Nightingale

Singly sweetly in its tree
Caressing clouds in Heaven’s dale
Singly softly, sweet to me
This gracious, little nightingale

Song of beauty carried through
By an echo, light and free
Singing softly as it flew
On the wings of liberty

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