Текст песни
Somewhere in roseland, why shouldn t it be just so with you and with me in sunny roseland
The lilies nod to the forget-me-nots, for tis ever then i am pining
For their musicians are the birds and bees, pining to be sweetly reclining, in sunny roseland
beside a beautiful rose
i want to lead you into nature s hall
I want to take you to a little room, i want to take you to a little room, there all the roses are swaying
Where ev ry year the roses give a ball, pining to be sweetly reclining
Where the honey bees are a-maying, the ball is over and tulips meet, somewhere in roseland
pining to be sweetly reclining
Where summer breezes are playing, pining to be sweetly reclining Rose, when they re departing in their flower pots
Where summer breezes are playing, in sunny roseland
pining to be sweetly reclining
where the honey bees are a-maying
the moon when shining is more than ever designing
A little room where all the roses bloom, where summer breezes are playing, their little kisses are so short and sweet
Beside a beautiful rose, remain to love until they droop and die
Where the honey bees are a-maying, in sunny roseland
For their musicians are the birds and bees, the moon when shining is more than ever designing, but all the roses with their spirits high
Dancing while the meadow brook flows, there all the roses are swaying, remain to love until they droop and die
where the honey bees are a-maying
The moon when shining is more than ever designing, but all the roses with their spirits high
The moon when shining is more than ever designing, where the honey bees are a-maying, and they will sing us a song
Somewhere in roseland, there all the roses are swaying
They have an orchestra up in the trees, they have an orchestra up in the trees
The moon when shining is more than ever designing, there all the roses are swaying