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O, MY LUVE’S LIKE A RED, RED ROSE
O, my luve
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is like a red, red rose,
That’s newly sprung in June;
O, my luve is like the melodie,
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That’s sweetly play’d in tune
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
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So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.
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Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear.
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun;
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And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life
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shall run.
And fare-thee-weel,
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my only luve!
And fare-thee-well a while!
And I will come again, my luve,
Tho’
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it were ten thousand mile!
By Robert Burns
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luve = love
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melodie = melody
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bonnie lass = pretty girl
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till a’ (=all) the seas gang (=go) dry
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wi' the sun = with the sun
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o’ life = of life
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fare-thee-weel = fare thee well
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tho’ = though
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