Under the Mulberry Tree

It was under the Mulberry tree

Where two young lovers of Babylon were expected to meet

And it seems like everything is finally falling into place

For love has begotten love

Things had been a bit of a rough patch ever since they were born

Their families’ curse bounded in every wall

But on a cracked wall they brought love to light

Through whispers, love has begotten love

At long last the two young lovers decided to elope

Broke out from the curse in which they were enveloped

At the tomb of Ninus, under the Mulberry tree

Love has begotten love, oh Pyramus and Thisbe

But their love was not favored by luck

They were not meant to love while living or live while loving

Love sparkled with their whispers on the crack of the wall

And somber with the dripping of blood by death’s call

It was under the Mulberry tree

Where two young lovers of Babylon have finally met

And everything fell into place

For love has begotten love but death has begotten death

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