Одно из моих любимых:

O my Love’s like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June:
O my Love’s like the melody
That’s sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonny lass,
So deep in love am I:
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till all the seas gang dry:

Till all the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt with the sun;
I will love thee still, my dear,
While the sands of life shall run.

And fare thee well, my only Love!
And fare thee well a while!
And I will come again, my Love,
Though it were ten thousand mile!

By Robert Burns (очень простенькое, но искреннее)