(Robert Burns)
0, my luve is like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June.
0, my love is like a melodie,
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair thou art, my bonnie lass,
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!
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands of life shall run.
And fare the weel, my only luve!
And fare the well awhile!
And I will come again, my love.
Tho it were ten thousand mile!
Tune: Major Graham's Red Red Rose (453)
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My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose (Robert Burns) 0, my luve is like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June. 0, my love is like a melodie, That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair thou art, my bonnie lass, 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! And I will luve thee still, my dear, While the sands of life shall run. And fare the weel, my only luve! And fare the well awhile! And I will come again, my love. Tho it were ten thousand mile! Tune: Major Graham's Red Red Rose (453) Filename[ redredro Play. Exe redredro Arb ===Document boundary=== Explain Request ×
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