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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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