Enrico Caruso For You Alone
Take thou this rose
This little tender rose
The rarest flower
In all God's garden fair
And let it be
While yet its crimson glows
An emblem of the love
I proudly bear
Take thou this heart
The heart that loves thee well
And let it flame
Before thy shine, my own
Take thou my heart
For oh, your dear eyes tell
God fashioned it for you
For you alone
