Till A' The Seas Gang Dry en Mediaeval Baebes

My Luve's like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June
My Luve's like the melodie, That's sweetly play'd in tune
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

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

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!
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

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 Luve
Till a' the seas gang dry (3x)

And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry

My Luve's like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June
My Luve's like the melodie, That's sweetly play'd in tune
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 I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry