How the sun is spraying gold on the pears to ripening And you the finest lad that I have ever seen Meadow valley green, summer bears the marks of spring's birth Come my love and lay with me in the beauth of the earth Walk the path with me in the wind, wind along the road. Velvet gowns and leaves, woven greens, a circlet on your brow. Break the bread with me me, take the wine, grapes are fragant on the wine Come my love and drink with me of the beauty so divine.