Rose Of Allendale
The moon was bright, the night was clear
No breeze came over the sea
When Mary left her highland home
And wandered forth with me
The flowers be-decked the mountainside
And fragrance filled the vale
But by far the sweetest flower there
Was the Rose of Allendale
Oh the Rose of Allendale
Sweet Rose of Allendale
By far the sweetest flower there
Was the Rose of Allendale
Where e'er I wandered east or west
Though fate began to lour
A solace still was she to me
In sorrow's lonely hour
When tempests lashed our lonely barque
And rent her quivering sail
One maiden's form withstood the storm
'Twas the Rose of Allendale
Oh sweet Rose of Allendale
Sweet Rose of Allendale
One maiden's form withstood the storm
'Twas the Rose of Allendale
And when my fever'd lips were parched
On Afric's burning sands
She whispered hopes of happiness
And tales of distant lands
My life has been a wilderness
Unblessed by fortune's wheel
Had fate not linked my love to hers
The Rose of Allendale
Oh sweet Rose of Allendale
Sweet Rose of Allendale
Had fate not linked my love to hers
The Rose of Allendale
Rosa de Allendale
A lua brilhava, a noite estava clara
Nenhum vento soprava sobre o mar
Quando Mary deixou seu lar nas montanhas
E saiu a vagar comigo
As flores enfeitavam a encosta da montanha
E a fragrância preenchia o vale
Mas de longe a flor mais doce ali
Era a Rosa de Allendale
Oh, a Rosa de Allendale
Doce Rosa de Allendale
De longe a flor mais doce ali
Era a Rosa de Allendale
Onde quer que eu vagasse, leste ou oeste
Embora o destino começasse a pesar
Um consolo ainda era ela para mim
Na hora solitária da dor
Quando tempestades açoitaram nossa barca solitária
E rasgaram sua vela trêmula
A forma de uma donzela resistiu à tempestade
Era a Rosa de Allendale
Oh, doce Rosa de Allendale
Doce Rosa de Allendale
A forma de uma donzela resistiu à tempestade
Era a Rosa de Allendale
E quando meus lábios ardentes estavam secos
Nas areias quentes da África
Ela sussurrou esperanças de felicidade
E histórias de terras distantes
Minha vida tem sido um deserto
Desprovida da roda da fortuna
Se o destino não tivesse ligado meu amor ao dela
A Rosa de Allendale
Oh, doce Rosa de Allendale
Doce Rosa de Allendale
Se o destino não tivesse ligado meu amor ao dela
A Rosa de Allendale