Orchid Songtext

Down by the well
I shall meet Thee
An orchid in your hair
The place near the olive tree

Heavenly you appear
Beautiful Helen of Troy
Unworthy of Thou my dear
Admired by many a boy

Our love like fire
A glimpse, our(sole) unity
Our fate, harsh and dire
In the shadow of the olive tree

Buried centuries ago , both you and me
Our love it never ever was set free
But by the well, my beloved orchid
There I still meet Thee
There I still meet Thee
Our sole place to meet
Alas only grief
Our patriarchs disagree
Our young hearts in grief

Down by the well
I shall meet Thee
An orchid in your hair
The place near the olive tree