Chris de Burgh - Rose of England

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Rose of England

Hear my voice and listen well, and a story I will tell,
How duty brought a broken heart, and why a love so strong
Must fall apart;
 
She was lovely, she was fine, daughter of a royal line,
He, no equal, but for them it mattered little for they were in love;
 
Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun,
Rose of England, have a care, for where the thorn is,
There the blood will run;
 
Oh my heart, oh my heart;
 
Through the summer days and nights,
stolen kisses and delights
Would thrill their hearts and fill their dreams
with all emotions
That true love can bring;
 
But black of mourning came one day,
when her sister passed away,
And many said on bended knee, she has gone,
and you must be our Queen;
 
Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun,
Rose of England, have a care, for where the thorn is,
There the blood will run;
 
Oh my heart, oh my heart;
 
To the abbey she did ride, with her lover by her side,
When they heard the church bells ring, she was Queen
And one day, he'd be King;
 
But men of malice, men of hate,
protesting to her chambers came,
‘A foreign prince will have your hand, for he'll bring peace
And riches to our land;’
She said, "Do you tell me that I cannot wed the one I love?
Do you tell me that I am not mistress of my heart?"
 
And so with heavy weight of life she kissed
her lover one last time,
"This land I wed, and no man comes, for if I
cannot have you, I'll have
None;"
 
Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun,
Rose of England have a care, for where the thorn is,
There the blood will run;
 
Oh my heart, oh my heart.
 
Michael ZeigerMichael Zeiger द्वारा मंगल, 04/12/2018 - 22:02 को जमा किया गया
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