Nightingale Star Poem by Pierre Rausch

The most disarming smile
Built into a hole in the wall
Nightingale Star
It had been taken early
Your eyes are closed
Nightingale Star
Author of your own memories
But she does not hold high hopes
She will leap to the nightingale's aid
She has promised to write
Or so her confidante had worried
Nightingale Star
It had been taken early
Your eyes are closed
Nightingale Star
Author of your own memories
I can possibly capture the tone
In summary and I wouldn't
Of the love-struck never cease
To amaze another day of Indian summer
Nightingale Star
It had been taken early
Your eyes are closed
Nightingale Star
Author of your own memories
Slipping it inside the pocket
And the record was turning by itself
She lay there and she tried
One of the pleasure boats itself
Nightingale Star
It had been taken early
Your eyes are closed
Nightingale Star
Author of your own memories