She is watching by the poplars

"Roses are shining in Picardy"

Roses are shining in Picardy.
In the hush of the silvery dew;
Roses are flowering in Picardy,
But there's never a rose like you,
And the roses will die in the summer time,
And our roads may be far apart,
But there's one rose that dies not in Picardy,
That's the rose I keep in my heart.

Roses are shining in Picardy.
In the hush of the silvery dew;
Roses are flowering in Picardy,
But there's never a rose like you,
And the roses will die in the summer time,
And our roads may be far apart,
But there's one rose that dies not in Picardy,
That's the rose I keep in my heart.

Haydn Wood (m) - Fred Weatherly (w)

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