我的爱像红色的玫瑰

O, my luve is like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June; O, my luve is like a melodie That's sweetly played in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will luve thee still, my dear, till a' the seas gang dry. Adn I will luve tee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun; And I will luve thee still, my dear, While the sands of life shall run. But fare thee weel, my only luve! O, fare thee weel awhile! And I will come agian, my luve, Tho' 'twere ten thousand miles. Tho' 'twere then thousand mile, my luve, Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile, And I will come again, my luve, Tho 'twere ten thousand mile. www.internet-artworks.com