No flower that blows is
like, is like this rose.
No flower that blows,
is like, is like this rose.
Or scatters such perfume,
or scatters such perfume.
No flower that blows is,
like, is like this rose.
No flower that blows,
is like, is like this rose.
Upon my breast,
Ah! Gently rest,
and ever, ever prove,
and ever, ever prove.
No flower that blows is,
like, is like this rose.
No flower that blows,
is like, is like this rose.
A pledge to prove,
a parents love.
A pleasing,
pleasing gift thou art.
Come sweetest flower,
and from each hour,
live henceforth in my heart,
live henceforth in my heart.
No flower that blows is,
like, is like this rose.
No flower that blows,
is like, is like this rose.