Lemon tree

 


When I was just a lad of ten, my father said to me,
Come here and learn a lesson from the lovely lemon tree.
Don't put your faith in love, my boy, my father said to me,
I fear you'll find that love is like the lovely lemon tree.
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.

Beneath the lemon tree one day, my love and I did a lie.
A girl so sweet that when she smiled the sun rose in the sky
We passed the summer lost in love beneath the lemon tree.
The music of her laughter hid my father's words from me.
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.

One day, she left without a word. She took away the sun.
And in the dark she left behind, I knew what she had done.
She’d left me for another it's a common tale but true.
A sadder man but wiser now I sing these words to you.
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.
Lemon tree very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon is impossible to eat.

Lemon tree... lemon tree… Lemon tree... lemon tree…
Lemon tree... lemon tree... Lemon tree... lemon tree… Lemon tree…

[彩云满天飞]

从故事到记事虽然只有一字之差， 却是一个质的飞跃， 应该说， 也是一种心境的变迁过程吧？！

[远上白云间]

呵呵，这小猫也太可爱啦，可这不该是个挺悲哀的故事吗？怎么唱

得那么欢快呀？噢，明白了，唱的跟儿歌似的，像秋哥这样的小孩

才能记得住呀，呵呵呵！