O, my love is like a red , red rose,
Thats newly sprung in June.
O, my love is like the melody,
Thats sweetly played in tune.
As fair art though, my bonny lass,
So deep in love am I,
And i will love thee still, my dear,
Till all the seas gang dry,
Till all the seas gang dry , my dear,
And the rocks melt wi the sun
And i love thee still, my dear,
while the sands of life shall run.
thanks 4 this nice participation
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