'Tis the Last Rose of Summer - Charlotte Church (夏绿蒂)

Written by：Thomas Moore/Nick Ingman/Frank Gallagher/Danny Beckerman

'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 stern

Since the lovely are sleeping

Go sleep thou with them

Thus kindly I'll 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 flow'n

Oh who would inhabit

This bleak world alone