Adam lay ibounden 

Bounden in a bond 

Foure thousand winter 

Thought he not too long 

And all was for an apple 

An apple that he tok 

As clerkes finden 

Wreten in here book 



Ne hadde the apple take ben 

The apple taken ben 

Ne hadde never our lady 

A ben hevene queen 

Blissed be the time 

That apple take was 

Therefore we moun singen 

"Deo gracias!"