They whisper their stories and they glance with the eye
They look over their shoulder when I pass them by
My friends and relations, they treat me the same
Hear the Nightingale crying in shame, love, in shame
Oh, cling to me tight, love, take hold of my hand
For the road it is long, love, and harsh is the land
That's the cross we must carry for having no name
Hear the Nightingale crying in shame, love, in shame
I have wings to my feet and of love I have dreamed
Of the moon and the stars, how friendly they seem
The touch of his hand in the soft summer rain
Hear the Nightingale crying in shame, love, in shame
Oh, once in the starlight when he held me close
Down by the green meadows, where grow the wild rose
The wind sang of love, oh, how soft it's refrain
Hear the Nightingale crying in shame, love, in shame
Now hush little darling, we soon will be there
And a blanket of love will surround you with care
No vile tongues will whisper, and you'll never feel pain
Hear the Nightingale crying in shame, love, in shame
"The meek will inherit", I've heard this decree
And suffer small children to come onto me
The sins of the father, on your head will be lain
Hear the nightingale crying in shame, love, in shame
How mute are the birds now, my bonny young boy
How deep is the river, how silent your cry
Let the water baptize you, then we'll both bear a name
Hear the Nightingale sing, "There's no shame, love, no shame"