Farweel to a' our Scottish fame,
Farweel our ancient glory;
Farweel ev'n to the Scottish name,
Sae fam'd in martial story.
Now Sark runs over Solway sands,
An Tweed runs to the ocean,
To mark where England's province stands-
Such a parcel of rogues in a nation!
Farweel our ancient glory;
Farweel ev'n to the Scottish name,
Sae fam'd in martial story.
Now Sark runs over Solway sands,
An Tweed runs to the ocean,
To mark where England's province stands-
Such a parcel of rogues in a nation!
I understand your deception but Scotland will always be Scotland in our (stranger) heart !
ReplyDeleteAnd Sottish fame will never die...
Stéphane, from France.