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'Twas Na Her Bonie Blue E'e

 

 

Burns Original

Standard English Translation

'Twas Na Her Bonie Blue E'e

TUNE: Laddie, lie near me

1.
'Twas na her bonie blue e'e was my ruin:
Fair tho' she be, that was ne'er my undoin.
'Twas the dear smile when naebody did mind us.
'Twas the bewitching, sweet, stoun glance o' kindness!
2.
Sair do I fear that to hope is denied me,
Sair do I fear that despair maun abide me;
But tho' fell Fortune should fate us to sever,
Queen shall she be in my bosom for ever.
3.
Chloris, I'm thine wi' a passion sincerest,
And thou hast plighted me love o' the dearest,
And thou'rt the angel that never can alter -
Sooner the sun in his motion would falter!

It Was Not Her Lovely Blue Eyes

(Lad, lie near me)


It was not her lovely blue eyes was my ruin:
Fair though she be, that was never my undoing.
It was the dear smile when nobody did pay attention to us.
It was the bewitching, sweet, stolen glance of kindness!

Sore do I fear that to hope is denied me,
Sore do I fear that despair must stay with me;
But though cruel Fortune should fate us to sever,
Queen shall she be in my bosom for ever.

Chloris, I am thine with a passion sincerest,
And you have plighted me love of the dearest,
And you are the angel that never can alter -
Sooner the sun in his motion would falter!

 

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