my luves like a red red rose thats newly sprung in june my luves like the melodie that sweetly playd 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 I will luve thee still, my Dear, while the sands o life shall run. And fair the whwwl a While And I will come again, my Luve, tho it were ten thousand mile...
Posted on: Thu, 28 Nov 2013 10:38:49 +0000