Roses are shining in Picardy

In the hush of the silvery dew

The 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 so far apart

But there’s one rose that dies not in Picardy

That’s the rose that I keep in my heart.

And the roses are gonna die with the summertime

And our roads may be so far apart

Ahhh … but there’s one rose that dies not in Picardy

That’s the rose …

That I keep …

Locked up in my heart!