The south wind blows cool
The nightingale sang softly
The flowers under the moon are dreaming
Only the night incense
It's fragrant
I love the night
I love the Nightingale singing
I love the dream like flowers more
Embrace the nocturnal fragrance
Smell the fragrance of the night
I sing for you
I think about it for you
Sing for me
I think about you
night willow herb
night willow herb
night willow herb
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