The loving is real
All through the Nightingale
Beaming wild in our joyful eyes
No question of doubt
For the girl who loved
For hers is real
And it sinks deep in thy heart
Mind to heart
Heart to mind
It runs through
In just a beating second
We find the passion
For his eyes could tell tales of love
For his love is real
The love of two wild souls
In a monstrous world
And still surviving
No question of doubt
The loving is real