Someday you'll hear my cry
The lonesome nightingale
Parched upon this broken branch
My love has now set sail [bad word] sing with me a melody
In the dark of the night

Every time I close my eyes
The sun appears again
High above this broken branch
Will these wings ever mend [bad word] sing with me a melody
In the dark of the [bad word] far away to nightingale's
Make everything all right

I can hear the morning count
She lifts her weary head
High above this broken dream
To me her arms extend [bad word] sing with me a melody
In the dark of the [bad word] far away to nightingale's
Make everything all right