I brought my love a cherry
I brought my love a chick
I told my love a story that has no en d
I brought my love a baby and no cry
How can there be a cherry
chicken that has no bone?
How can there be a story that
How can there be a baby and no crying?
A cherry when it's blooming,
A chicken in the egg, it has no bone
The story of our love shall have no end
A baby, when it's sleeping,