(R.Burns)
O my love is like a red red rose,
That's newly sprung in June.
O my love is like a melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in love am I
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry,
And I will love thee still my dear,
Till a' the seas run dry.
Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun,
And I will love thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.
And fare thee weel, my only love,
And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my love
Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile.
Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile, my love,
Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile.
And I will come again, my love,
Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile.