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 love 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 love 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!