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!