A Red, Red Rose
January 9, 2007 9:37am CST
O,my love is like a red, red rose, That's newly spring in June. O,my love is like the melody, That's sweetly played in tune,
• Hyderabad, India
9 Jan 07
O MY Luve 's like a red, red rose That 's newly sprung in June: O my Luve 's like the melodie That's sweetly play'd in tune! As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, 5 So deep in luve am I: And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry: Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun; 10 I will luve thee still, my dear, While the sands o' life shall run. And fare thee weel, my only Luve, And fare thee weel a while! And I will come again, my Luve, 15 Tho' it were ten thousand mile.