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You are my nightingale
You are the garden and the springtime
You are the palm, the tree of hope my wish-fulfilling branch
You are the sun
the candle of my lonely night
You are the moon, its gentleness
You are the power og the stars
The diamond's sparkle
comes from your bright eyes
some folk seek happiness
in tomorrow's promise
You are that tomorrow
That's what makes me happy
words bring us joy
finding your features there