作词 : 英国19世纪浪漫主义诗人Robert Burns罗伯特.伯恩斯
O, my love is like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June
O, my love's like a melody
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 go dry
Till a' the seas go dry, my Dear
And the rocks melt with the sun!
And I will love thee still, my Dear
While the sands of life shall run
While the sands of life shall run
Fare thee weel, my only Love,
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my Love,
Though it were ten thousand miles!
O, my love is like a red rose
That's newly sprung in June
O, my love is like a melody
That's sweetly played in tune
That's sweetly played in tune
That's sweetly played in tune