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Komponist  Robert Burns
Tekst             Robert Burns

Ye banks and braes

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Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon,
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How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair;
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How can ye chant, ye little birds,
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And I sae weary, fu' o' care!
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Thou'lt break my heart, thou warbling bird,
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That wantons thro' the flowering thorn: 
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Thou minds me o' departed joys,
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Departed -- never to return!

Aft hae I rov'd by bonnie Doon,
To see the rose and woodbine twine;
And ilka bird sang o' its luve,
And fondly sae did I o' mine.
Wi' lightsome heart I pu'd a rose,
Fu' sweet upon its thorny tree;
And my fause luver stole my rose,
But, ah! he left the thorn wi' me.

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Opdateret d. 04.05.2021