The Last Rose Of Summer ( André Rieu) by Thomas Moore

Querido amigo Jorge (08luquinha), este video é seu, lembra Com amizade e carinho, da amiga de sempre, Elena :) The Last Rose Of Summer (André Rieu) (by Thomas Moore) This is the last rose of summer, left blooming alone; All the lovely companions are faded and gone. No flower of her kindred, no rosebud is nigh, To reflect back her blushes, to 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 break world alone This Irish Folk Song music is a tune for violin by Heinrich Wilhelm Ernst, and the lyrics belong to the Irish poet Thomas Moore, so impressed by the beauty of the rose.