A Red Red Rose (Robert Burns)

[instrumental bridge] O my Love is like a red, red rose That’s newly sprung in June; O my Love is like the melody That’s sweetly played in tune. So fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in love am I; And I will love thee still, my dear, Till all the seas gone dry. Till all the seas gone dry, my dear, And the rocks melt with the sun; I will love thee still, my dear, While the sands of life shall run. And fare thee well, my only love! And fare thee well awhile! And I will come again, my love, Though it be ten thousand mile. [instrumental] Though it be ten thousand mile [instrumental outro] . . . [end] [image of rose on the beach]