Rose of Dawn

When you gave me a rose so bright,
Red as dawn in its ripest light,
It eclipsed all of life’s dull prose,
And painted all the days where beauty grows.

Let it blaze with fire untold,
Driving out the shadows cold,
Let it come as a sweet dream,
Fill my waking with warm gleam.

You gave me love’s own flower,
Burning with desire’s power,
Let it touch my tender cheek,
Let love in your heart not grow weak.

Let it blaze with fire untold,
Driving out the shadows cold,
Let it come as a sweet dream,
Fill my waking with warm gleam.

As if on my bed once more I lie,
The early morning ray is born,
Like the gleam of happy fires in the sky,
And touches me with gentle dawn.

Let it blaze with fire untold,
Driving out the shadows cold,
Let it come as a sweet dream,
Fill my waking with warm gleam.

Rose, still blaze with fire untold,
Driving out the shadows cold,
Let it come as a sweet dream,
Fill my waking with warm gleam.