Monday, June 15, 2009

Robert Burns - My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose

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  1. My love is like a red red rose
    That’s newly sprung in June;
    My love is like the melodie
    That’s sweetly play’d in tune.

    So fair (are you) art thou, my (beautiful darling, sweetheart) bonnie lass,
    So deep in love am I;
    And I will love (you) thee still, my dear,
    Till a’ the seas (gone) gang dry.

    Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
    And the rocks melt wi’ the sun:
    And I will love thee still, my dear,
    While the sands o’ life shall run.

    And (farewell to you) fare thee weel, my only love
    And fare thee weel, a while!
    And I will come again, my love,
    Tho’ it were ten thousand mile.

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