OH, open the door, some pity to shew, <br />Oh, open the door to me, oh, <br />Tho' thou hast been false, I'll ever prove true, <br />Oh, open the door to me, oh. <br /> <br /> <br />Cauld is the blast upon my pale cheek, <br />But caulder thy love for me, oh: <br />The frost that freezes the life at my heart, <br />Is nought to my pains frae thee, oh. <br /> <br /> <br />The wan Moon is setting beyond the white wave, <br />And Time is setting with me, oh: <br />False friends, false love, farewell! for mair <br />I'll ne'er trouble them, nor thee, oh. <br /> <br /> <br />She has open'd the door, she has open'd it wide, <br />She sees the pale corse on the plain, oh: <br />"My true love!" she cried, and sank down by his side, <br />Never to rise again, oh.<br /><br />Robert Burns<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/open-the-door-to-me-oh/
