Once there was a lonely crow, Who fell in love with the nightingale's broken soul Bewitched by his otherwordly beauty and frailty She yearned for his song to possess of her body
The nightingale fell in love with the crow's genuine affection Of how she visited every day to listen to his misfortunes She accepted his whole being despite of his imperfections A broken bird like him doesn't deserve to haveย salvation
They shared a special bond, no one in this world could understand One moment of their affection is eternity in Time's hand The two understood that Fate abhorred their unlikely passion And one night, they knew, everything came to a conclusion
"Sing with me, my love", the nightingale hums "For this is a memorable nightย I wish that would last" The crow who does not sing, sang a song full of love Two incompatible birds wove their melodious sounds
"Will you hold my hand while I sleep?", the tired nightingale pleads The crow nodded her head, not looking at his misery While holding his hand, she promised of unending songs of devotion The nightingale closed his eyes and dreamed of their reunion