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