Under the leaves of the old apple tree
Under the leaves of the old Apple Tree
Exploring each other, we blushed at the sight of our bodies
And the fruit tasted sweet that fell at our feet so we ate
And we knew one another
Suddenly two knew
Suddenly two knew what only God knew
we saw one another, and blushed at the sight of our bodies
But pain and the toil of birth and the soil
And enmity borne between brothers
We could not believe the browning of the leaves
Gold and orange like fire, from the garden we retired
The blush of the sky as the evening sun dies
The blush of the sky as the son dies
Will make the world tremble and cover the sight of our bodies
But find we relief by our groans from our grief
And rest at the breast of this temple
But the fruit tasted sweet that fell at our feet
So we ate, and we knew one another