Auld lang syne - Engelsk Folkvisa

Auld lang syne
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

and never brought to min'?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and days o'lang syne.

For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

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.

For auld lange syne, my dear...

We twa hae paidl'd I' the burn,
from morning sun till dine;
But seas between us braid hae roar'd
sin' auld lang syne.

For auld lange syne, my dear...

And there's a hand, my trysty fiere,
and gie's a hand o' thine;
And we'll tak a right guid-willie waught,
for auld lang syne.

For auld lange syne, my dear...

And surely ye'll be your pint-stowp,
and surely I'll be mine;
We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

For auld lange syne, my dear...