by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796)
Translation by Mikhail Larionovich Mikhailov (1829 - 1865)

John Anderson, my jo, John
Language: Scottish (Scots) 
Available translation(s): FRE
John Anderson, my jo, John, 
  When we were first acquent, 
Your locks were like the raven, 
  Your bonie brow was brent; 
But now your brow is beld, John, 
  Your locks are like the snaw; 
But blessings on your frosty pow, 
  John Anderson, my jo! 

John Anderson, my jo, John, 
  We clamb the hill thegither, 
And mony a cantie day, John, 
  We've had wi' ane anither: 
Now we maun totter down, John, 
  But hand in hand we'll go, 
And sleep thegither at the foot, 
  John Anderson, my jo!

About the headline (FAQ)

Confirmed with The Complete Poetical Works of Robert Burns, Cambridge edition, Boston and New York, Houghton Mifflin Company, 1897, page 223.


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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Settings in other languages, adaptations, or excerpts:

  • Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by Ferdinand Freiligrath (1810 - 1876) ; composed by John Böie, Heinrich August Marschner, Fredrik Pacius, Henry Hugo Pierson, Karl Heinrich Carsten Reinecke.
  • Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by Wilhelm Christoph Leonhard Gerhard (1780 - 1858) , "John Anderson" ; composed by Adolf Jensen, Theobald Kretschmann, Henry Hugo Pierson, Robert Schumann.
  • Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist ; composed by Paul Hermann Franz Graener.
  • Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist ; composed by August Bungert.

Other available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):


Researcher for this text: Pierre Mathé [Guest Editor]
Джон Андерсон, сердечный друг!
Language: Russian (Русский)  after the Scottish (Scots) 
Джон Андерсон, сердечный друг!
Как я сошлась с тобой,
Был гладок лоб твой и как смоль
Был черен волос твой.
Теперь морщины по лицу,
И снег житейских вьюг
В твоих кудрях; но — бог храни
Тебя, сердечный друг!
                          
Джон Андерсон, сердечный друг!
Мы вместе в гору шли,
И сколько мы счастливых дней
Друг с другом провели!
Теперь нам под гору плестись;
Но мы рука с рукой
Пойдем — и вместе под горой
Заснем, сердечный мой!

About the headline (FAQ)

Confirmed with Михайлов М. Л. Сочинения в трёх томах / Под общей редакцией Б. П. Козьмина, Государственное издательство художественной литературы, 1958, Volume I, page 151.


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