A Health To Ane I Loe Dear


Chorus-Here`s a health to ane I loe dear,
Here`s a health to ane I loe dear;
Thou art sweet as the smile when fond lovers meet,
And soft as their parting tear-Jessy.

Altho` thou maun never be mine,
Altho` even hope is denied;
`Tis sweeter for thee despairing,
Than ought in the world beside-Jessy.
Here`s a health, &c.

I mourn thro` the gay, gaudy day,
As hopeless I muse on thy charms;
But welcome the dream o` sweet slumber,
For then I am lockt in thine arms-Jessy.
Here`s a health, &c.

I guess by the dear angel smile,
I guess by the love-rolling e`e;
But why urge the tender confession,
`Gainst Fortune`s fell, cruel decree?-Jessy.
Here`s a health, &c.

Czytaj dalej: Miła ma jak czerwona róża - Robert Burns