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Craigieburn Wood

 

 

Burns Original

Standard English Translation

Chorus
Beyond thee, dearie, beyond thee, dearie,
And O, to be lying beyond thee!
O, sweetly, soundly, weel may he sleep
That's laid in the bed beyond thee!
1.
Sweet closes the ev'ning on Craigieburn Wood
And blythely awaukens the morrow;
But the pride o' the spring in the Craigieburn Wood
Can yield me naught but sorrow.
2.
I see the spreading leaves and flowers,
I hear the wild birds singing;
But pleasure they hae nane for me,
While care my heart is wringing.
3.
I can na tell, I maun na tell,
I daur na for your anger;
But secret love will break my heart,
If I conceal it langer.
4.
I see thee gracefu', straight, and tall,
I see thee sweet and bonie;
But O, what will my torment be,
If thou refuse thy Johnie!
5.
To see thee in another's arms
In love to lie and languish,
'Twad be my dead, that will be seen -
My heart wad burst wi' anguish!
6.
But, Jeanie, say thou wilt be mine,
Say thou lo'es nane before me,
And a' my days o' life to come
I'll gratefully adore thee.

Chorus
Beyond you, dearie, beyond you, dearie,
And O, to be lying beyond you!
O, sweetly, soundly, well may he sleep
That is laid in the bed beyond you!

Sweet closes the evening on Craigieburn Wood
And blythely awakens the morrow;
But the pride of the spring in the Craigieburn Woo
Can yield me nothing but sorrow.

I see the spreading leaves and flowers,
I hear the wild birds singing;
But pleasure they have none for me,
While care my heart is wringing.

I can not tell, I must not tell,
I dare not for your anger;
But secret love will break my heart,
If I conceal it longer.

I see you graceful, straight, and tall,
I see you sweet and lovely;
But O, what will my torment be,
If you refuse your Johnie!

To see you in another's arms
In love to lie and languish,
It would be my death, that will be seen -
My heart would burst with anguish!

But, Jeanie, say you will be mine,
Say yor loves none before me,
And all my days of life to come
I will gratefully adore you.

 

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