[00:06.12]O my Luve's like a red, red rose
[00:09.41]That's newly sprung in June;
[00:12.50]O my Luve's like the melodie
[00:14.53]That's sweetly play'd in tune.
[00:17.42]As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
[00:20.12]So deep in luve am I:
[00:23.16]And I will luve thee still, my dear,
[00:25.64]Till a' the seas gang dry:
[00:28.11]Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
[00:30.55]And the rocks melt wi' the sun:
[00:33.03]I will luve thee still, my dear,
[00:34.96]While the sands o' life shall run.
[00:37.95]And fare thee weel, my only Luve
[00:40.98]And fare thee weel, a while!
[00:43.62]And I will come again, my Luve,
[00:46.15]Tho' it were ten thousand mile.

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 bonnie 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 fare thee weel, my only Luve
And fare thee weel, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile.