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Of A' The Airts
TUNE: Miss Admiral Gordon's Strathspey

 

Burns Original

Standard English Translation

 

Of A' The Airts
1.
Of a' the airts the wind can blaw
I dearly like the west,
For there the bonie lassie lives,
The lassie I lo'e best.
There wild woods grow, and rivers row,
And monie a hill between,
But day and night my fancy's flight
Is ever wi' my Jean.
2.
I see her in the dewy flowers -
I see her sweet and fair.
I hear her in the tuneful birds -
I hear her charm the air.
There's not a bonie flower that springs
By fountain, shaw, or green,
There's not a bonie bird that sings,
But minds me o' my Jean.

 

Of All The Directions

Of all the directions the wind can blow
I dearly like the west,
For there the lovely girl lives,
The girl I love best.
There wild woods grow, and rivers roll,
And many a hill between,
But day and night my fancy's flight
Is ever with my Jean.

I see her in the dewy flowers -
I see her sweet and fair.
I hear her in the tuneful birds -
I hear her charm the air.
There is not a lovely flower that springs
By fountain, wood, or green,
There is not a lovely bird that sings,
But reminds me of my Jean.

 

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