2003-03-17 00:56:42待月草
Nightingale
Lady of the dark
Gentle and fair
Sparkling in the twilight
Sing me a song
A melody I cannot foretell
A note of sweetness
A quartet of hope
A lyric of memory
A symphony of love
Lady of the dark
Mock me not
A fool for love indeed I am
Make haste
Before dawn breaks
Mend my broken heart with your heavenly sound
Lady of the dark
Forsake me not
Do sing me a song
Before spreading your wings
In the cold morning air
And greet me farewell