Inspired by a poem/song by Robert Burns, the 18th century Scottish poet and national hero, who seems to have been driven by his heart in whatever he did. You must listen to Eddi Reader’s wonderful version. Even if just for her humourous introduction, although you may need an interpreter if you’re not Scots:-)
“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.”
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31.05.2012, 394 views