1880 Or So - Television

O rose of my heart, can’t you see

I don’t belong to misery

Though she speaks fine with subtle art

Such misery clothes the rose of my heart

Now what I see in the long twilight

A star falls down on a hill so white

On a hill so white

A face that glows in a golden hue

No-one in this world knows what they do

I take my oath and I make my vow

For the tender things are upon me now

In the fragrance sweet of the evening air

I could leave this world quite without a care

O rose of my heart, the vision dims

The time is brief, now the shadow swims

I buy for you a real fine hat

Cause that’s for you and that’s where that’s at

Now what I see in the long twilight

A star falls down on a hill so white

O rose of my heart

O rose of my heart

O rose of my heart