A blossom fell from off a tree
It settled softly on the lips you turned to me
The gypsies say, and I know why
A falling blossom only touches lips that lie
A blossom fell, and very soon
I saw you kissing someone new beneath the moon
I thought you loved me; you said you loved me
We planned together to dream forever
The dream has ended, for true love died
The night a blossom fell and touched two lips that lied