The Summer Rose
'Tis be the sweet smell
Of Rose blossoms that so
Fill this young nose.
Oh, such a sweet smell on
A summer's day, as the Sun
Journeys across the sky.
And the Rose, she be the herald
Of life, death, and rebirth.
'Tis be the sweet smell
Of Rose blossoms that so
Fill this young nose.
Oh, such a sweet smell on
A summer's day, as the Sun
Journeys across the sky.
And the Rose, she be the herald
Of life, death, and rebirth.
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