Sweet Nightingale
Oh, sweet Nightingale
your voice a silver light
the darkness grows pale
With you my heart cannot fail
through the grayness catch a sight
oh, sweet Nightingale
Held dear as the sacred grail
elixir of my delight
the darkness grows pale
When left so alone and frail
winter winds blow afright
oh, sweet Nightingale
Shelter me from pounding hail
may your warmth hold tight
the darkness grows pale
Upon our dreams we sail
bitter storms we fight
oh, sweet Nightingale
the darkness grows pale