In the garden of [bad word] 
 There dwells as bird
 With feathers of a yellow gold
 And all [bad word] #39; the day
 The sun he play upon his raiment [bad word] 

 In the garden of [bad word] 
 There dwells as bird
 With feathers of a silver pale
 And all night long
 The moon she shone upon her raiment warm

 And all within the branches of this great oak tree
 That some call the Tree of Life
 And the wise men [bad word] 
 And they rest upon the roots
 And they hear the song.

 And all within the branches of this great oak tree
 That some call the Tree of Life
 And the wisemen [bad word] 
 To rest upon the roots
 And they hear the song.