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Robert Burns "Auld Lange Syne" translation

Auld Lange Syne

by Robert Burns

modern English translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

 

Should old acquaintance be forgot,

And never brought to mind?

Should old acquaintance be forgot,

And days for which we pine?

 

For times we shared, my darling,

Days passed, once yours and mine,

We’ll raise a cup of kindness yet,

To those fond-remembered times!

 

Have you ever wondered just exactly what you're singing? "Auld lang syne" means something like "times gone by" or "times long since passed" and in the context of the song means something like "times long since passed that we shared together and now remember fondly." In my translation, which is not word-for-word, I try to communicate what I believe Burns was trying to communicate: raising a toast to fond recollections of times shared in the past. Keywords/Tags: Robert Burns, auld lang syne, old acquaintance, translation, modernization, update, interpretation, modern English, song

 

Original Scots Dialect Lyrics

 

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

And never brought to mind?

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

And auld lang syne.

 

CHORUS

For auld lang syne, my jo,

For auld lang syne.

We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,

For 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.

 

REPEAT CHORUS

 

We twa hae run about the braes

And pu'd the gowans fine

But we've wander'd mony a weary foot

Sin auld lang syne.

 

REPEAT CHORUS

 

We twa hae paidl'd i' the burn

Frae mornin' sun till dine.

But seas between us braid hae roar'd

Sin auld lang syne.

 

REPEAT CHORUS

 

And there's a hand, my trusty fiere!

And gie's a hand o' thine!

And we'll tak a right guid ***** waught,

For auld lang syne.

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Apr 25, 2020
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