My love it wears a black, gold rose,
That's newly sprung on pink,
My love is like a painting done,
In pink, white and black ink.
As fair art thou my bonnie hand,
So deep in love am I,
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Until the polish gang dry.
Until the polish gang dry my dear,
May well be when we melt in the sun,
I will love thee still my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.
And fair thee well my only love,
And fair thee well, a while,
And I will come again my love,
To paint for it makes me smile.
#saimassalon channeling Rabbie Burns this June day.