under the apple tree i hold you
in the place where you were born
close your heart to every love but mine
hold no one in your arms but me
love is as powerful as death
passion is as strong as death itself
it burst into flame and burns
like a raging fire
water cannot put it out
no flood can drown it
but if anyone tried to buy love with wealth
contempt is all they would get
who is this whose place is like the dawn
she is beautiful and bright
as dazzling as the sun or moon
i have came down among the almond
trees to see the young plants in the valley
to see the new leaves on the vines
and blossoms on the pomegranate trees
let me come in my darling
my sweet heart my dove
my heart is wet with dew
and my hair is damp from the mist
so come and cover me with hugs
for not so long this moment will end