[00:43.53]O my Luve's like a red, red rose,
[00:48.78]That's newly sprung in
[00:50.91]June: O my
[00:58.86]Luve's like the melodie,
[00:59.31]That's sweetly play'd in tune.
[01:04.38]As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
[01:09.27]So deep in luve am
[01:10.26]I; And I will luve thee still, my dear,
[01:20.91]Till a' the seas gang dry.
[01:28.68]Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
[01:32.61]And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
[01:35.22]And I will luve thee still, my dear,
[01:42.81]While the sands o' life shall run.
[01:48.21]And fare-thee-weel, my only
[01:54.24]Luve! And fare-thee-weel, a while!
[01:55.71]And I will come again, my
[02:04.20]Luve, Tho' 'twere 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 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.
And fare-thee-weel, my only
Luve! And fare-thee-weel, a while!
And I will come again, my
Luve, Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile!