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Nightingale hovering high, harmonize the wind.
Darkness your symphony,
I can hear you sing,
Of voices in the sky.

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Old man passing by, tell me what you sing.
Though your voice be faint,
I am listening.
Voices in the sky.

Children with a skipping rope, tell me what you sing.
Playtime is nearly gone, bell's about to ring.
Voices in the sky.