O my Luve is like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve is like the melody
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 love 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
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve is like the melody
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 love 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
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