Nightingale by my window side
Asks me about you all the time
Should I tell, that you sing better?
That your voice is much sweeter?
Look, trees are dancing to your tunes
The cooing pigeons, and the s...
Nightingale by my window side
Asks me about you all the time
Should I tell, that you sing better?
That your voice is much sweeter?
Look, trees are dancing to your tunes
The cooing pigeons, and the s...