The Last Rose Of Summer - Nina Simone

作词：Thomas Moore

作曲：Thomas Moore

Tis the last rose of summer

Left blooming all alone

All her lovely companions

Are faded and gone

No flower of her kindred

No rose bud is nigh

To reflect back her blushes

Or give sigh for sigh

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