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| For how could she explain |
| That it would be in vain |
| For the king her song to sing |
| For his heart was not there |
| And his burden and care |
| Was far from the hearts of the forest |
| And he had no part |
| In the song of the heart |
| That the nightingale sang in the forest |
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| For he lived behind walls |
| Could not hear the calls |
| Of the hearts of the souls in the forest |
| Did he not want to know |
| Did his ears deafness grow |
| To the cries of the hearts of the forest? |
| Though he wanted the song |
| And his heart did long |
| To be loved by the hearts of the forest |
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