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.
My love is like a red red rose
ReplyDeleteThat’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.