(Sol represents the nightingale, "talent, purity, anguish and ecstasy of love." )

You decided to walk through the woods, for it was a good, fitful day. It was nearing evening when you heard singing from deep in the woods. It was beautiful. Walking toward the sound, you see a young man singing in a clearing. He is quite slender and elegant. Afterwards, he coughs and whispers.

— No! Not like that...! It needs to be higher...!