Текст песни Charlotte Church - The Last Rose Of Summer
Charlotte Church - The Last Rose Of Summer слова песни
Tis the last rose of summer,Left blooming alone,All her lovely companionsAre faded and gone.No flow`r of her kindredNo rosebud is nighTo reflect back her blushes,Or give sigh for sigh.I`ll not leave thee, thou lone one,To pine on the stern,Since the lovely are sleeping,Go, sleep thou with themThus kindly I`ll scatterThy leaves o`er the bed,Where thy mates of the gardenLie scentless and dead.So soon may I followWhen friendships decay;And from love`s shining circleThe gems drop awayWhen true hearts lie wither`dAnd fond ones are flow`nOh! Who would inhabitThis bleak world alone?