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The Last Rose Of Summer

- Celtic Woman (2007)

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You are listening to the song The Last Rose Of Summer by Celtic Woman, in album A New Journey. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.

Album: A New Journey.

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Lyrics

'Tis the last rose of summer
Left blooming alone
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone.

No flower of her kindred
No rosebud is nigh
To reflect back her blushes
And give sigh for sigh.

I'll not leave thee, thou lone one
To pine on the stem
Since the lovely are sleeping
Go sleep thou with them.

Thus kindly I scatter
Thy leaves o'er the bed
Where thy mates of the garden
Lie scentless and dead.

So soon may I follow
When friendships decay
And from love's shining circle
The gems drop away.

When true hearts lie withered
And fond ones are flown
Oh, who would inhabit
This bleak world alone
This bleak world alone.