Ròseen-dhu

Little wild-rose of my heart,

Ròseen-dhu, Ròseen-dhu!

Why must we part,

Ròseen-dhu?

To meet but to part again!

Is it because we are fain

Of the wind and the rain,

Because we are hungry of pain,

Ròseen-dhu?

Little wild-rose of my heart,

Ròseen-dhu, Ròseen-dhu,

Where I am, thou art,

Ròseen-dhu!

If summer come and go,

If the wild wind blow,

Come rain, come snow,

If the tide ebb, if the tide flow,

Ròseen-dhu!

Little wild-rose of my heart,

Ròseen-dhu, Ròseen-dhu...

Time poiseth his shadowy dart,

Ròseen-dhu!

What matter, O Ròseen mochree,

Since each is a wave on the sea --

Since Love is as lightning for thee

And as thunder for me,

Ròseen-dhu!