A Red, Red Rose

O my Luve’s like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve’s like the melodie
That’s sweetly play’d in tune. 

As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee 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 o’ life shall run.

A Red Red Rose was based on traditional sources and complied by Scottish poet Robert Burns (1759-1796) in 1794 originally as a song. Robert Burns is considered to be Scotland’s national poet and is also responsible for compiling Auld Lang Syne.

Happy Valentine’s Day.

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