My friend you are my lover In the break of day I asked them where I could find you And where you make your stay I heard you dwell in the mountains This is the promise of days Oh that you would run down to meet me With flowers on the way Gazing through the lattice you wait behind my walls Looking through my windows, oh fairest of all By the does in the field do not awaken love Until it pleases, until it pleases And from a thousand trees You are the apple tree Sustain me as I taste your fruit, so sweet I am resting in the shadows at your side, oh cover me This my delight And here I fall asleep