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Nightingale
Bruce Ogston
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Nightingale, nightingale
You have pleased our emperor
Nightingale, nightingale
You are who he's waited for
I'm his choreographer
I've created this dance for you
I'm a simple gardener
I'll plant some plants for you
I'm court mystic
And I'm going into a trance for you
We like you, you're famous
And you make us feel famous too
Nightingale, nightingale
You're the bird we all adore
Nightingale, nightingale
You are who he's waited for
You must meet the top people here
I'll take you around
I'll show you a place
You can get the best birdseed in town
When you have a moment
Do show us how you make your wonderful sound
He likes you, we like you
No bird you can name us
Was ever as famous
So history can't blame us
For feeling the way that we do
(We do, we do)
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Nightingale, nightingale
Nightingale, nightingale
Nightingale
We all adore
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On consideration everything looked good
The bird was with the maid
The maid was with the emperor
You see how well these things work out in plays
But in life God throws the dice in different ways
The nightingale was taken out to be bathed and dressed in gold
So that she would look more suitable for court
Members of my court
Today we have received a rare visitor
Whose songs, it is said, have touched the hearts and the spirits of...
The...
The...
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What is it?
The emperor is sick
The doctors, get the doctors
The doctors, where are the doctors?
They're never here when you want them
Look how pale he is
Oh dear, oh
Move him now to his bed
He cannot be moved
He must not eat any food
Acupuncture should be used
What is happening?
Why's the emperor in my arms?
I'm not allowed to even speak to him
But here we are, oh
Ah, poor China, losing her leader
Such a terrible crime
But we will survive
Oh, please let him live
Keep him warm
Give him air
Never touch an emperor there
Oh, give him the luck of the dragon
The strength of the horse
Make him well
Make him well
Give him life
Let him live
Make him
Keep him still
Move him about
Bleed him
Feed him
Oh, make him well
With the spirits of my ancestors
I pray, make him well
Though I've no right to speak this way
Oh, quack, oh
But he is China
He is all that matters
When our country needed him
He was there to care for us
Now what can we do for him?
The end is near
It says right here
When pulse is down to thirty-two
The rest is up to you know who
But you can't let him die
Who are you to say?
I am just a Chinese girl
But everybody says give up, dear
Everybody knows he's through
Everybody sees it's hopeless
Except me
Except you
Common sense alone should tell you
What is meant to be must be
The doctors even say he's finished
But not you
Oh, not her
But not me
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