릴리 폰스는 프랑스가 미국에 준 선물 중 자유의 여신상에 버금갈 정도로 큰 선물이라고 합니다~~
André Rieu Live at the Point, Dublin, Ireland.
The Last Rose of Summer
Tis the last rose of summer,
Left blooming alone;
All her lovely companions
are faded and gone;
No flow‘r of her kindred,
No rosebud is nigh
To reflect back her blushes,
Or give sigh for sigh.
I‘ll not leave thee, thou lone one,
To pine on the stem;
Since the lovely are sleeping,
Go, sleep thou with them;.
Thus kindly I scatter
Thy leaves o‘er the bed
Where thy mates of the garden
Lie scentless and dead.
So soon may I follow,
When friendships decay,
And from love‘s shining circle
The gems drop away!
When true hearts lie wither‘d,
And fond ones are flown,
Oh! who would inhabit
This bleak world alone?
