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7891011The Nightingale Is Silent
Quietly The Evening Falls
My Voice For Thee Is Sweet
Thy Glance Is Radiant As The Heavens
Where Thou Art, My Though Flies To Thee
In The Kingdom Of Roses And Wine
When I Gaze Into Thy Eyes
In Moment To Delight Devoted
For The Shores Of Thy Far Native Land
Softly The Spirit Flew Up To Heaven
Farewell! Forgive My Weakness
The West Dies Out In A Pallid Rose
Silence Descends Oer The Valleys
When The Valleys Wave In The Wind
The Angel Across The Midnight Sky
Of What I Dream In The Quiet Night
I Waited For Thee In The Grotto
A Whisper, A Gentle Breath
I Have Come To Greet Thee
The Clouds Begin To Scatter
Cool And Fragrant Is Thy Garland
The Waves Break Into Spray
Do Not Believe Me, Friend
I Am Still Filled, Dear Friend
Do Not Sing To Me, Oh Lovely One
(C) 1994 Russian Season
