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My Nestling is Hurt
My Nestling is Hurt
Oh! Wind will you please
Carry the message to my kith and kin
That my nestling is hurt
Lying in the cave within
A careless arrow hurt it
A passer-by lifted it
My bosom friends brave
Carried it to the cave
A rivulet is offering water
A tree is offering fruits
Encouraging it a little bud
A stranger donated blood
Angel like healers in the cave
Are trying their best
With their love and nursing
It is having peace and rest
Caretaker in the Heaven
Showering his love even
Soon my dear would get well
Happy hands would ring the bell
Oh! Wind will you please
Carry the message to my kith and kin
That my nestling is hurt
Lying in the cave within
A careless arrow hurt it
A passer-by lifted it
My bosom friends brave
Carried it to the cave
A rivulet is offering water
A tree is offering fruits
Encouraging it a little bud
A stranger donated blood
Angel like healers in the cave
Are trying their best
With their love and nursing
It is having peace and rest
Caretaker in the Heaven
Showering his love even
Soon my dear would get well
Happy hands would ring the bell
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My Nestling is Hurt
My Nestling is Hurt
