POETRY IS LIKE TAKING A DEEP BREATH

Saturday, 31 December 2011

AULD LANG SYNE








Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind ?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
and old lang syne ?

For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

And surely you’ll buy your pint cup !
and surely I’ll buy mine !
And we'll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

We two have run about the slopes,
and picked the daisies fine ;
But we’ve wandered many a weary foot,
since auld lang syne.

We two have paddled in the stream,
from morning sun till dine ;
But seas between us broad have roared
since auld lang syne.

And there’s a hand my trusty friend !
And give us a hand o’ thine !
And we’ll take a right good-will draught,
for auld lang syne.


For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.


(English translation)


Robert Burns
1759-1796





3 comments:

  1. Lovely!!!!!! Happy New Year!!!!

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  2. There is no better for bringing in the New Year--and the accompanying image is perfect!

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  3. I am always up for a cup of kindness. ~Mary

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