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My Heart's In The Highlands
(Robert Burns)
В
горах мое сердце (Роберт Бернс)
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My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is
not here,
My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the
deer
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A-chasing the wild deer, and following the roe;
My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go.
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Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North,
The birth place of Valour, the country of Worth;
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Wherever I wander, wherever I rove,
The hills
of the Highlands for ever I love.
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Farewell to the mountains high cover'd with snow;
Farewell to the straths and green valleys below;
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Farewell to the forests and wild-hanging woods;
Farwell
to the torrents and loud-pouring floods.
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My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is
not here,
My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the
deer
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Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe;
My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go.
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The poem and song
“Ae fond kiss”
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Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to
mind ?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and auld lang syne?
And surely
ye’ll be your pint-stowp !
and surely I’ll be mine !
And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
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Refrain:
For auld lang syne, my jo,
for auld lang
syne,
we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang
syne.
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We twa hae run about the braes,
and pu’d
the gowans fine ;
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary fit,
sin
auld lang syne.
We twa hae paidl’d i' the burn,
frae morning sun till dine ;
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
sin auld lang syne.
And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere !
and gie's a hand o’ thine !
And we’ll tak a right gude-willy waught,
for auld lang syne.