Lovely cherries on the tree, do you wish to be plucked from your mother branch?
Lovely cherries are silent .
Red cherries on the tree, do you wish to fall into my outspread arms?
Red cherries are silent .
Beloved cherries on the tree, do you wish wild birds to peck at your flesh?
Beloved cherries are silent .
Pretty cherries on the tree, do you wish the sun to drain your veins of your redolent blood?
Pretty cherries are silent .
Ripe cherries on the tree, do you wish the wind to scatter you in a foreign land?
Ripe cherries are silent .
Luscious cherries on the tree, do you wish honest worms to gnaw through your little red hearts?
Luscious cherries quiver and fall upon my lips.