You are a nightingale,
Your music is so harmonious
That even the lark envy your voice.
You are a singing enchantress
Whose voice enchants thespians to encore?
Inspires poets to compose lines,
Lures men to slumber, and
Comforts the distressed souls,
And I desire nothing but thee
In this mortal paradise;
O' Sara Malla Sasime the nightingale!
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