Love love love, dear silent love
The red apple, on top of the tree
The red apple, on top of the tree
Young man hit and bring them down
Silent love is like a lamb in the meadows,
Has released the sheep among the bushes
Has released the yeanlings among the bushes
The silent love is looking at the young man
Silent love is walking to Kezîn fountain
One hand holding a pitcher, the other one holding a jug
One hand holding a pitcher, the other one holding a jug
Approaching with one hundred noble horses
Approaching with one hundred noble horses
Is enough to cover the mans expenses
Love love love, dear silent love
The red apple, on top of the tree
The red apple, on top of the tree
Young man hit and bring them down