| When I was just a lad of ten, |
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"Come here and take a lesson from the |
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"Don't put your faith in love, |
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my boy," my father said to me, |
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"I fear you'll find that love |
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is like the lovely lemon tree." |
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and the lemon flower is sweet, |
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But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat. |
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and the lemon flower is sweet, |
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But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat. |
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One day beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie, |
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A girl so sweet that when she smiled, the stars rose in the sky. |
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We passed that summer lost in love, beneath the lemon tree, |
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The music of her laughter hid my father's words from me. |
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One day she left without a word, she took away the sun. |
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And in the dark she left behind, I knew what she had done. |
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She left me for another, it's a common tale but true, |
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A sadder man, but wiser now, I sing these words to you. |
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