Сделай художественный перевод стихотворения с английского на русский чтобы было в рифму O, my love is like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June. O, my love is 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 go dry. Till all the seas go dry, my dear, And the rocks melt with the sun! And 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!