John McDermott - The Last Rose Of Summer | Текст песни

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• The Last Rose Of Summer

Tis the last rose of summer,
Left blooming alone,
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone;
No flower of her kindred,

No rosebud is nigh
To reflect back her blushes
Or give sigh for sigh.

I'll not leave thee, thou lone one,
To pine on the stem;
Since the lovely are sleeping,
Go, sleep thou with them.
Thus kindly I scatter

Thy leaves o'er the bed
Where thy mates of the garden
Lie scentless and dead

So soon may I follow,
When friendships decay,
And from love's shining circle
The gems drop away!
When true hearts lie wither'd

And fond ones are flown,
Oh, who would inhabit
This bleak world alone?

Songwriters: ANDERSON, LEROY

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