Don't let the roses listen

Don't let the roses listen

Don't let the night star wink,

Don't let the dewdrops glisten

Whilst I tell thee of whom I think.

I will whisper softly, lowly,

Not e'en zephyr self shall hear

Echo shall not catch a murmur

To tell the babbling streamlet near,

Stars would show the sweet rose blushing

Zephyr comes with gentle sighs

Quickly steals the cherish'd secret

Then to other loves he flies.

Echo hears the faintest murmur

Whispers I will never tell.

But the world will soon discover

The name I love so well.

Don't let the roses listen,

Don't let the night star wink,

Don't let the dewdrops glisten,

Whilst I say 'tis of thee I think.