Coming throu the rye, poor body, Coming throu the rye, She drenched her petticoat Coming throu the rye. If a body meet a body Coming throu the rye, If.

The most
famous
portraits
of the
poet.

Here in
the heart
of Britain
was born
Robert
Burns.

Alloway coottage
Birthplace of the poet
It's a museum now
His house in
Dumfries
Elliseland farm

Coming throu’ the rye, poor body,
Coming throu’ the rye,
She drenched her petticoat
Coming throu’ the rye.
If a body meet a body
Coming throu’ the rye,
If a body kiss a body
Need a body cry?
If a body meet a body
Coming throu’ the glen;
If a body kiss a body
Need the world to learn?
Пробираясь до калитки
Полем вдоль межи,
Дженни вымокла до нитки
Вечером во ржи.
Очень холодно девчонке,
Бьёт девчонку дрожь;
Замочила все юбчонки ,Идя через рожь.
Если кто-то звал кого-то
Сквозь густую рожь
И кого-то обнял кто-то,
Что с него возьмёшь?
И какая нам забота,
Если у межи
Целовался с кем-то кто-то
Вечером во ржи!

Alloway Kirk
William Burns, the poets farther lies
buried in the churchyard

A Red, Red Rose
O my love’s like a red, red rose,
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my love’s like the melody
That’s sweetly played in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass
So deep in love am I.
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till all the sees gang dry.
Till all the sees gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt with the sun
I will love thee still, my dear,
While the sands of life shall run.
And fare thee well ,my only love.
And fare thee well a while.
And I will come again, my love.
Though it were ten thousand mile.
Любовь, как роза, красная
Цветёт в моём саду.
Любовь моя как песенка,
С которой в путь иду.
Сильнее красоты твоей
Моя любовь одна.
Она с тобой, пока моря
Не высохнут до дна.
Не высохнут моря, мой друг
Не рушится гранит.
Не остановится песок,
А он,как жизнь, бежит.
Будь счастлива, моя любовь,
Прощай и не грусти.
Вернусь к тебе, хоть целый свет
Пришлось бы мне пройти.

Edinburg of the 18-th century

My Heart's In The Highlands
My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here,
My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer;
A-chasing the wild deer, and following the roe-
My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.

Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North,
The birthplace of valour, the country of worth;
Wherever I wander, wherever I rove,
The hills of the Highlands forever I love.
Farewell to the mountains high covered with snow;
Farewell to the straths and green valleys below;
Farewell to the forests and wild- hanging woods;
Farewell to the torrents and loud-pouring floods.

My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here,
My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer;
A-chasing the wild deer, and following the roe-
My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.

В горах моё сердце
В горах моё сердце...Доныне я там.
По следу оленя лечу по скалам.
Гоню я оленя, гоню я козу.
В горах моё сердце, а сам я внизу.
Прощай, моя родина! Север, прощай,-
Отечество славы и доблести край.
По белому снегу судьбою гоним.
Навеки останусь я сыном твоим!

Прощайте, вершины под кровлей снегов,
Прощайте, долины и скаты лугов,
Прощайте, поникшие в бездну леса,
Прощайте, потоков лесных голоса.
В горах моё сердце...Доныне я там.
По следу оленя лечу по скалам.
Гоню я оленя, пугаю козу.
В горах моё сердце, а сам я внизу!

David Roberts painted romantic view
of the late medieval Brig O'Doon,
which was chosen by Burns for the
highlights of his tale 'Tam O'Shanter'.
In 1786 Burns fell in love with a young
woman of Highlands Mary Campbell and
wrote about 60 poems.Alexander Carse
illustrated his poetry.Here is depicted
beautiful muse of the poet.

Tam O'Shanter tale
illustrated by T.R.S.Lauder

Dumfries-the town,where Burns spent his last years.

O, wert thou in the cauld blast
On younder lee, on younder lee.
My plaidy to the angry airt
I’d shelter thee, I’d shelter thee.
Or did misfortunes’ bitter storms
Around thee blau, around thee blau.
Thy bield should be my bosom.
To share it a, to share it a.
В полях под снегом и дождём
Мой милый друг,мой нежный друг,
Тебя укрыл бы я плащом
От зимних вьюг,от снежных вьюг.
А если мука суждена
Тебе судьбой,твоей судьбой
Готов я скорбь твою до дна
Делить с тобой, делить с тобой.
Gaelic ballade

Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And 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.
And here’s a hand,
My trusty friend
And give a hand of thine!
We’ll take a right good cordial drink
For auld lang syne.
Auld Lang Syne

Auld
Lang
Thine
Thee
Gang
Throu
Syne
Brig
Old
Long
Your
You
Go
Through
Days
Bridge
Scotish-English dictionary

Alloway Monument built on the
bank of the River Don was designed by Thomas Hamilton and founded
in 1820 by Mr Alexander Boswell.
The cost-over 3305 pounds was
met by public subscription.

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