Gilbert And Sullivan - The Nightingale lyrics

[Ralph] The nightingale sighed for the moon's bright ray And told his tale in his own melodious way He sang "Ah, well-a-day" [Chorus of sailors] He sang, "Ah, well-a-day" [Ralph] The lowly vale for the mountain vainly sighed, To his humble wail the echoing hills replied They sang "Ah, well-a-day" [Chorus of sailors] They sang, "Ah, well-a-day" [Recitative] [Ralph] I know the value of a kindly chorus, but choruses yield little consolation When we have pain, and sorrow, too, before us! I love and love, alas, above my station! [bu*tercup] He loves, and loves a la** above his station [Chorus of sailors] Yes, yes, the la** is much above his station