I set my hook in the sky
To fish for the sun
But all I caught
Was a nightingale
It was a nightingale
I took him home
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He was fine
He even made a sound
Ling, ling, leng
Ling, ling, leng, ling
Singing rock with a different touch
Saying it was rock from the east for me
Singing rock with a different touch
Saying it was rock from the east for me
Then he left
In the mouth of dawn
Silk bird
With the scent of jasmine
Smell of jasmine