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 Throughout the soft and timeless days of August 
'Til now the shadows begin to grow much longer 
The sunset's fire has deepened blood red 
I give you this, the last rose of summer 
 
A token of my unyielding love 
So that when winter's mettle steals the earth 
And all around seems dead and cold 
This rose reminds you of a time when all was warm and living 
 
Do not despair, mother nature simply rests 
In sleep she has well earned 
'Til one day not so very far from now 
With the opening of the first rose buds I shall return 
 
A token of my unyielding love 
So that when winter's mettle steals the earth 
And all around seems dead and cold 
This rose reminds you of a time when all was warm and living 
 
The last rose of summer 
The last rose of summer 
The last rose of summer 
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HATA BİLDİR
 
 
		
        
        
        
         
         
         
         
        
        
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