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A Red Red Rose



O my Luve's like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June; O my Luve's like the melodie ,




















Submited By : sara  
Date: 15 September 2006
Author: Robert Burns
Rating: 3.3/5 (7 votes cast)
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A Red Red Rose
O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, 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;
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 awhile!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.


- Robert Burns -

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