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在线文本 A Red Red Rose A?Red?，Red?RoseRobert?Burns1759–1796O?my?luve?is?like?a?red,?red?rose,　Thats?newly?sprung?in?June;O?my?luve?is?like?the?melodie　Thats?sweetly?played?in?tune.As?fair?thou?art,?my?bonie?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;And?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,　Thoit?wre?ten?thousand?mile!一朵红红的玫瑰罗伯特.彭斯啊！我爱人象红红的