The rose is red, the violet’s blue,
The sorrow is mine and the sweet is you
The curses cast and regrets are felt
I bewail the love that we once held
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The rose is red, the violet’s blue,
The sorrow is mine and the sweet is you
The curses cast and regrets are felt
I bewail the love that we once held