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The Loch's Lowse (Scots with English translation)

far *** ye ben,

ma closest freen.

ah did nae see ye.

 

files ah forget fit ah maun act aroon ye.

ye aye despised meh ben fran.

an fit cwid ah iver blame ye.

affen ah feel the same aboot ma ain decrepit hert.

ah miss ye like the bairns in the bothy miss the affa fantoosh summer sunshine.

 

slowly ye gie me back ma smile,

ah anely wish tae thank ye,

sae meet me aat the loch's lowse an lets hum the tunes we danced tae,

as geets wi nae convictions.

 

Where have you been,

my closest friend.

I did not see you.

 

Sometimes i forget how i must act around you.

You always despised my stubbornness,

And how could i ever blame you.

I often feel the same about my own decrepit heart.

I miss you like the children in the bothy miss the great summer sunshine.

 

slowly you give me back my smile,

i only wish to thank you,

so meet me where the loch's work ends and lets hum the tunes we danced to.

as children with no convictions.

 

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Written by
jackwestland
Published
Apr 14, 2016
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Bothy = Small hut, usually in the highlands, usually left unlocked for people to freely use during travels

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