Marta Composer(s): L. Wolfe Gilbert; Moisés Simóns Performer(s): David Whitfield and various other artists
Marta, Rambling rose of the wildwood Marta, with your fragrance divine Rosebud, of the days of my childhood Watched you bloom in the wild wood and I hoped you'd be mine. Marta, though your eyes beam at twilight sparkling like each dewdrop at dawn Marta, when I look for your love light I awake with a sigh and I find you are gone Marta, Rambling rose of the wildwood Marta, with your fragrance divine Rosebud of the days of my childhood Watched you bloom in the wildwood and I hoped you'd be mine Marta, now your eyes beam at twilight sparkling like each dewdrop at dawn Marta, when I look for your love light I awake with a sigh, and I find you are gone
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