Oh loneliness,
Oh bittersweet harmony,
Be mine in the night's embrace.
Let the Nightingale sing for us,
Her mourning lover's Aria,
And let us never again know the daylight
Of togetherness.
Oh wicked wonderful love,
Oh distance that spreads before us,
Make one the other.
And let us have,
Our discourse of tenderness.
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