Rose, Rose, I love you with an aching heart. What is your future? Now we have to part. Standing on the jetty as the steamer moves away. Flower of Malaya, I cannot stay.Make way, oh make way for my Eastern Rose. Men crowd in dozens everywhere she goes. In her rickshaw, on the street, or in a cabaret. Please make way for Rose, you can hear them say.All my life I shall remember oriental music and you in my arms. Perfume flowers in your dresses, lotus scented breezes and swaying palms.Rose, Rose, I love you with your almond eyes. Fragrant and slender beneath tropical skies. I must cross the seas again and never see you more. Way back to my home on a distant shore.All my life I shall remember oriental music and you in my arms. Perfume flowers in your dresses, lotus scented breezes and swaying palms.Rose, Rose, I leave you, my ship is in the bay. Kiss me farewell, now there's nothing to say. East is east and west is west, our worlds are far apart. I must leave you now, but I leave my heart.Rose, Rose, I love you with an aching heart. What is your future? Now we have to part. Standing on the jetty as the steamer moves away. Flower of Malaya, I cannot stay. Rose, Rose, I love you, I cannot stay.