A Red, Red Rose, with lyrics by Robert Burns

My love is like a red red rose
That's newly sprung in June;
O my Love's like the melodie
That's sweetly played 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,
And the rocks melt with' the sun;
And I will love thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare thee well, my only Love
And fare thee well, a while!
And I will come again, my Love,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile.