The roses of Dundee

The roses of Dundee
They smell so sweet,
Far over all oceans.
I am a sprout of Scotland,
But may not see them.
Their colours shine bright
Far over all countries.
I saw them just once
But never forget them!
I am not legitimate,
However a Rafferty.
When I find my father
I will see them
The roses of Dundee.
They will smell sweeter
And shine brighter than ever.
I will pluck the most beautiful
Bouquet for you, Scotland.
Take me as a native
Daughter of your country.
Let me be proud, also
To be a child of Dundee.

© Sonja Nic Rafferty ~ 1989
I wrote my German version 1989 and translated it a couple of years later.