"A Red, Red Rose"

A RED, RED ROSE
(Robert Burns)

      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 play'd in tune.

      As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
      So deep in luve am I:
      And I will luve thee still, my deer,
      Till a' the seas gang dry:


      Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
      And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
      O, 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.

An old romantic ballad written by Scotland's National Poet, Robert Burns. Sung and played by Josienne Clarke and Ben Walker.