Fable of The Rose

Starry night, this is the fable of the rose The rose I gave my love So young and tender, so in bloom Filled with a faint perfume Is lying crushed and faded in a room Starry night, this is the fable of the rose The rose I gave my love Beyond all dreams of her caress I may as well confess She only loved me slightly maybe less Yet her smile so strangely haunts me All the thrill of it taunts me And so it goes, the fable of the rose