Against the backdrop of a beautiful evening,
Who's the maiden,
Stranger and solitary,
Singing the song,
Whistling and going
And the winds carrying
The tunes and sweet notes
Played upon,
Singing from her heart?
Who's the maiden
Whistling and humming a song
So nasally
That the music touching upon
The chords of heart?
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