Through the night to you; Down into the quiet grove, Darling, come to me!
Whispering, slim treetops rustle
In the moonlight; The hostile eavesdropper's ear maid, fear not
Do you hear the Nightingales singing?
Oh! they implore you, With the sounds of sweet laments They Plead for me.
They understand the bosom's longing,
Know love's pain, Stirring with their silvery tones Every soft heart. Let them also stir your breast, Darling, listen to me! Trembling I awaited you. Come, make me happy!
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