The journey into the night is long
And the heart of a traveler’s beating
When the sound of pen flute fills
The wide-open field with thrills
Of the entranced temptation
That nymphs and shepherds fall
And lose their hours in pleasure
The journey into the night is long
And the heart of a traveler’s beating
When the sound of pen flute fills
The wide-open field with thrills
Of the entranced temptation
That nymphs and shepherds fall
And lose their hours in pleasure
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