Charlotte Church - The Last Rose Of Summer Lyrics
Tis the last rose of summer,Left blooming alone,All her lovely companionsAre faded and gone.No flowr of her kindredNo rosebud is nighTo reflect back her blushes,Or give sigh for sigh.Ill not leave thee, thou lone one,To pine on the stern,Since the lovely are sleeping,Go, sleep thou with themThus kindly Ill scatterThy leaves oer the bed,Where thy mates of the gardenLie scentless and dead.So soon may I followWhen friendships decay;And from loves shining circleThe gems drop awayWhen true hearts lie witherdAnd fond ones are flownOh! who would inhabitThis bleak world alone?