© 2025 @aAa@ 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. And I waterd it in fears, Night and morning with my tears: And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles. 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. 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. 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. And into my garden stole, When the night had veild the pole ; In the morning glad I see ; My foe outstretched beneath the tree. ╭────────────────────────────╮ │ ♫ ♪ ♬ ♩ ♫ ♪ │ │ │ │ @ a A a @ │ │ │ │ ♬ ♩ ♫ ♪ ♬ ♫ ♩ │ ╰────────────────────────────╯ https://suno.com/@a__a__a Lyrics adapted from “A Poison Tree” by William Blake (1794, †1827, public domain) Please do not copy, share, or adapt them without permission. Thank you for respecting the creator’s work. Lyrics Adaptation: © 2025 @aAa@ Music Arrangement: © 2025 @aAa@ Copyright © 2025 @aAa@ All rights reserved.
