Apfelbaum 2+++
A folk rock song with a moderate tempo in a major key, driven by rhythmic acoustic strumming and a solid rock drum groove. The bass guitar lays down an energetic walking line, while electric guitar offers melodic fills and a concise solo. The male baritone lead, slightly raspy and clear, trades call and response phrases with a male choir. The choir joins in rich unison for the choruses and supplies harmonies elsewhere. Clean, balanced production with tasteful reverb adds spaciousness to vocals and select instruments, ensuring clarity and depth in the mix.
Apfelbaum 2+++
A folk rock song with a moderate tempo in a major key, driven by rhythmic acoustic strumming and a solid rock drum groove. The bass guitar lays down an energetic walking line, while electric guitar offers melodic fills and a concise solo. The male baritone lead, slightly raspy and clear, trades call and response phrases with a male choir. The choir joins in rich unison for the choruses and supplies harmonies elsewhere. Clean, balanced production with tasteful reverb adds spaciousness to vocals and select instruments, ensuring clarity and depth in the mix.
Lyrics
Verse 1
Bei einem Wirte wundermild
Bei einem Wirte wundermild
Da war ich jüngst zu Gaste
Ein Apfel war sein Schild
An einem langen Ast
Chorus
Under the tree, under the shade
Under the tree where I stayed
Sweet the fruit, cool the ground
Sweet the fruit, safe and sound
Verse 2
Es war der gute Apfelbaum
Es war der gute Apfelbaum
Bei dem ich einkehrt
Mit süßer Kost und frischem Schaum
Hat er mich wohl genährt
Chorus
Under the tree, under the shade
Under the tree where I stayed
Sweet the fruit, cool the ground
Sweet the fruit, safe and sound
Birds came flying, birds came singing
Birds came dancing in the leaves
Night was fading, night was calling
Still the tree gave what I need
Verse 3
Listen close, I'll tell you true
About this tree, this song for you
When the world got heavy on my back
When my soul was painted black
Found this place where apples grow
Found this peace I didn't know
Roots run deep beneath my feet
Makes my broken heart complete
Every branch a gentle hand
Every leaf I understand
This old tree don't ask for gold
Just lets weary travelers hold
To something real, something true
Something old but something new
Verse 4
Ich fand ein Bett zu süßer Ruh
Ich fand ein Bett zu süßer Ruh
Auf weichen grünen Matten
Der Wirt, der deckte selbst mich zu
Mit seinen kühlen Schatten
Chorus
Under the tree, under the shade
Under the tree where I stayed
Sweet the fruit, cool the ground
Sweet the fruit, safe and sound
As in what I owe that day
As in what I had to pay
Bei einem Wirte wundermild
Bei einem Wirte wund