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But as you can see |
There`s no liberty |
When behind walls we hide |
Where we will not heed |
Cries of those in need |
Of the hearts of the souls in the forest |
And may all kings see |
The only way to be |
Loved by the hearts of the forest: |
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Let the nightingale free |
And let her song be |
And be close to the hearts of the forest |
For cheer it brings |
When the nightingale sings |
Deep in the heart of the forest |
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