A Red, Red Rose
(lyrics by Robert Burns; 
music by Eva Toller, strongly inspired by Evert Taube's "Min älskling, du är som en ros")


In order to fit the lyrics to the music, I inserted some extra words here and there. 
I also modernised the lyrics somewhat. This is what the original lyrics looks like:

My luve is like a red, red rose,
that's newly sprung in June:
my luve is 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' it were ten-thousand mile.