Nhạc sĩ: Traditional | Lời: Traditional
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Tis the last rose of summer left blooming alone All her lovely companions are faded and gone No flower of her kindred, no rose but his eye To reflect back her plushes and give sigh for sigh I'll not leave thee, thou lone one, to pine on the sand Since the lovely are sleeping, go sleep thou with them Thus kindly I scatter thy leaves o'er the bed Where the 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 afloat Oh who would inhabit this bleak world alone When true hearts lie withered and fond ones afloat Oh who would inhabit this bleak world alone This bleak world alone
