Тексты песен «Burns Robert»

TAM GLEN (Robert Burns) My heart is a-breaking, dear Tittie, Some counsel unto me come len', To anger them a'is a pity, But what will I do wi' Tam Glen ? I'm thinking, wi' sic a braw fellow In poortith I might...

The Banks O' Doon (Robert Burns) Ye flowery banks o'bonie Doon, How can ye blume sae fair; How can ye chant, ye 1ittle birds, And I sae fu'o'care! Thou'll break my heart, thou bonie bird...

The Battle of Sherra-moor (Robert Burns) 'O, cam ye here the fight to shun, Or herd the sheep wi' me, man? Or were ye at the Sherra-moor, Or did the battle see, man?' 'I saw the battle, sair and teugh,...

THE BIRKS OF ABERFELDIE (Robert Burns) Now simmer blinks on flow'ry braes, And o'er the crystal streamlet plays, Come, let us spend the lightsome days In the birks of Aberfeldie!. Chorus: Bonnie lassie, will ye...

The Bonie Lass of Albanie (Robert Burns) My heart is wae, and unco wae, To think upon the raging sea, That roars between her gardens green An the bonie lass of Albanie. This lovely maid's of royal blood, That...

The Campbells are Comin' (Robert Burns) chorus: The Campbells are comin, Oho! Oho! The Campbells are comin, Oho! Oho! The Campbells are comin to bonie Lochleven, The Campbells are comin Oho! Oho!...

The Captain's Lady (Robert Burns) O, mount and go, Mount and make ye ready! O, mount and go, And be the Captain's Lady! When the drums do beat, And the cannons rattle, Thou shalt sit in state,...

The Chevalier's Lament (Robert Burns) The small birds rejoice in the green leaves returning, The murmuring streamlet winds clear thro' the vale, The primroses blow in the dews of the morning, And...

THE DEIDLY WARS ARE PAST AND GANE For the deidly wars are passed and gane and gentle peace returning Left mony's the sweet babe faitherless and mony's the widow mourning I left the lines and the tented field...

The Dusty Miller (Robert Burns) Hey, the dusty miller, And his dusty coat! He will win a shilling, Or he win a groat. Dusty was the coat, Dusty was the colour, Dusty was the kiss That I gat frae the...

The Humors of the Glen (Robert Burns) Their groves o' sweet myrtle let Foreign Lands reckon, Where bright-beaming summers exalt the perfume, Far dearer to me yon lone glen o'green breckan...

The Lass O' Ballochmyle (Robert Burns) 'Twas even: the dewy fields were green, On every blade the pearls hang, The zeghyr wanton'd round the bean, An bore its fragrant sweets alang, In ev'ry...

THE PLOUGHMAN (Robert Burns) The Ploughman he's a bony lad, His mind is ever true, jo, His garters knit below his knee, His bonnet it is blue, jo. ch. Then up wi't a', my Ploughman lad, And hey, my merry...

The Ranting Dog (Robert Burns) O wha my babie clouts will buy? Wha will tent me when I cry? Wha will kiss me where I lie? The rantin' dog, the daddie o't. Wha will own he did the faut? Wha...

The Silver Tassie {Robert Burns) Go fetch to me a pint o wine, And fill it in a silver tassie; That I may drink, before I go, A service to my bonie lassie: The boat rocks at the Pier o' Leith, Fu' loud the...

Theniel Menzie's Bonie Mary (Robert Burns) In comin by the brig o Dye, At Darlet we a blink did tarry; As day was dawin in the sky, We drank a health to bonie Mary. CHORUS...

There Was a Lad (Robert Burns) There was a lad was born in Kyle, But whatna day o'whatna style, I doubt it's hardly worth the while To be sae nice wi'Robin. Robin was a rovin' Boy,...

Thou Lingering Star (Robert Burns) Thou ling'ring star, with less'ning ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary...

Tibbie Dunbar (Robert Burns) O, wilt thou go wi' me, sweet Tibbie Dunbar? O, wilt thou go wi' me, sweet Tibbie Dunbar? Wilt thou ride on a horse, or be drawn in a car, Or walk by my side, O sweet Tibbie...

To Daunton Me (Robert Burns) The blude-red rose at Yule may blaw, The simmer lilies bloom in snaw, The frost may freeze the deepest sea, But an auld man shall never daunton me. ch. To daunton me, to daunton...