Instrumenti - Poison Tree lyrics

I was angry with my friend I told my wrath my wrath did end I was angry with my foe I told it not my wrath did grow I watered it in fears Night and morning with my tears And I sunned it with smiles And with soft deceitful wiles And it grew both day and night Till it bore an apple bright And my foe beheld it shine And he knew that it was mine And into my garden stole When the night had veiled the pole In the morning glad I see My foe outstretched beneath the tree