The Rose

The sweet notes Of the memory calling you Made his excuses first His pleading notes His lover's thirst And through the crowd and silence spread as he Descanted on love's scope and mystery

But not at you, she has faded in a day But not at you, she has faded in a day

The secrets of all love are known to me Throughout the darkest night My song resounds When love speaks in my soul My voice replies The plaintive wailing:

But not at you, she has faded in a day

My love is for the rose I bow to her, I bow to her The rose has faded, has faded The rose, the rose, has faded, Faded But not at you, she has faded in a day Has faded, faded But not at you, she has faded in a day