Rose, Rose I love you with an aching heart What is your future?, now we have to part Standing on the jetty as the steamer moves away Flower of Malaya, I cannot stay Make way, oh, make way for my Eastern Rose Men crowd in dozens everywhere she goes In her rickshaw on the street or in a cabaret "Please make way for Rose" you can hear them say All my life I shall remember Oriental music and you in my arms Perfumed&编辑于2006/08/19更新