I'd a pluck a fair rose for my love
I'd a pluck a red rose blowin'
Love's in my heart, I'm tryin' so to prove
What your heart's knowin'
I'd a pluck a finger on a thorn
I'd a pluck a finger bleedin'
Red is my heart, wounded and forlorn
And your heart needin'
I'd a hold a finger to my tongue
I'd a hold a finger waitin'
My heart is sore, until it's joined in song
With your heart matin'
My heart is sore, until it joins in song
With your heart matin'

SOUMETTRE LES CORRECTIONS