O, My Luve is Like a Red Red Rose.

[derrickvalchar]

O, my luve is like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June.
O, my luve is like a melodie,
That's sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonie 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 o life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only luve!
And fare thee weel, a while!
And I will come again, my luve,
Tho it were ten thousand mile!


This is to all the Bonnie lasses out there i am hoping to find me one day but i guess i'm going to have to move to Scotland for that.

[derrickvalchar]

Re: O, My Luve is Like a Red Red Rose.

If you all dont know this is one of the most famous Scottish poets that ever lived Robert Burns