Frederick Delius — Wine Roses

Lift on high and clink the glasses Look how bright the Burgundy flashes Like a ruby deepest red A faded day A time gone by Comes back again to my memory Now twilight is falling The earth has wended away From the sun’s warming rays Roses wild on the great highway Wine roses, wine roses! Roses wild on the great highway Where is our glowing summer night’s dream? Gone as a strain of music goes? Wine roses, wine roses!