My love is like a red, red rose |
That’s newly sprung in June : |
My love is like the melody |
That’s sweetly played in
tune. |
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, |
So deep in love am I : |
And I will love 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 : |
And I will love thee still, my dear, |
While the sands o’ life
shall run. |
And fare thee weel, my only love, |
And fare thee weel a while ! |
And I will come again, my love, |
Thou’ it were ten thousand
mile. |
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