Roses Of Picardy - Original - The Platters

She is watching by the poplars

Colinette with the sea-blue eyes

She is watching and longing and waiting

Where the long white roadway lies

And a song stirs in the silence

Like the wind in the boughs above

She listens and starts and trembles

For this is the first song of love

Roses are shining in Picardy

In the hush of the morning dew

Roses are shining in Picardy

But there’s never a rose like you

And the roses may die with the summertime

And our roads may be far apart

But there’s one rose that dies not in Picardy

That’s the rose that I wear in my heart

And the years roll on for ever

Till the shadow veils their skies

But still he loves to hold her hand

And look in her sea-blue eyes

And she sees the road by the poplars

Where they met in the bygone years

And the first song of the roses

Is the last song that she hears

Roses are shining in Picardy

In the hush of the morning dew

Roses are shining in Picardy

But there’s never a rose like you

And the roses may die with the summertime

And our roads may be far apart

But there’s one rose that dies not in Picardy

That’s the rose that I wear in my heart