And pu'd the gowans fine
We've wander'd mony a weary fit
Sin' auld lang syne
We twa hae paidl'd in the burn
Frae mornin' sun til dine
But seas between us braid hae roared
Sin' auld lang syne
...
Aye and surely ye'll be your pint-stoup
And surely I'll be mine
And we'll tak a right-guid-willy-waught
For auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my jo
For auld lang syne
We'll tak a cup for kindness yet
For auld lang syne
Happy Burns Night, everybody!
-b
I feel like I must have told you -- that Silv is related to Robert Burns? On his mom's side. Not sure how many "greats" are in there, but he's a great-something uncle.
ReplyDelete(I think he has the Burns family nose).
yes, i remember! in fact, we were going to invite you all over last night, but we never got around to it :)
ReplyDeletethat's pretty neat to inherit the same nosed passed down from generations and generations...