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G. Wulff-Õis "Tender Nightingale" Oh tender tender nightingale Where will you sing tonight? In baron's rosebush in the park "Jug-jug" all through the night? Or in the blooming bird-cherry That grows in lovely wood, As stars are shining high above And in the light on moon?
"Oh no, my dear, I cannot sing In baron's pretty park: For all the blood your fathers gave That's buried in that ground! Nor in the blooming bird-cherry That grows in lovely wood, I'm singing in the holy lime Right in the peasant's yard.
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