Roses of Picardy

Roses are shining in Picardy
In the hush of the silvery dew
Roses are flowering in Picardy
But there's never a rose like you

And the roses will die with the summertime
And our roads may be far, far apart
But there's one rose that dies not in Picardy
'Tis the rose that I keep in my heart

But there's never a rose like you
And the roses will die with the summertime
And our roads may be far, far apart
But there's one rose that dies not in Picardy
'Tis the rose that I keep in my heart