Now Is the Cherry in Blossom

Now is the cherry in blossom, Love,   Love of my heart, with the apple to follow; Over the village at nightfall now   Merrily veers and darts the swallow. At nightfall now in the dark marsh grass   Awakes the chorus that sings old sorrow; The evening star is dim for the dew,   And the apple and lilac will bloom to-morrow. The honeysuckle is red on the rock;   The willow floats over the brook like a feather: In every shadow some love lies hid,   And you and I in the world together.