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by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796)

Translation © by Pierre Mathé

Whistle o'er the lave o't

(Sung text for setting by J. Haydn)

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Language: Scottish (Scots)

Our translations: FRE

First when Maggy was my care,
Heaven, I thought, was in her air;
Now we're married, spier nae mair,
  But whistle o'er the lave o't.
Meg was meek, and Meg was mild,
Sweet and harmless as a child;
Wiser men than me's beguile'd,
  So whistle o'er the lave o't.

How we live, my Meg and me,
How we love, and how agree;
I care na by how few may see,
  Whistle o'er the lave o't.
Wha I wish were maggots' meat,
Dish'd up in her winding-sheet;
I could write, -- but Meg maun see't,
  Whistle o'er the lave o't.

Glossary

Spear = ask, enquire
Lave = rest, remainder
I care na by = I am indifferent
Maun = must

Composition:

(Franz) Joseph Haydn

Text Authorship:

by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796), "First when Maggy was my care"

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FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , "Sifflez sur ce qu'il en reste", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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Sifflez sur ce qu'il en reste

(Sung text translation for setting by J. Haydn)

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Language: French (Français) after the Scottish (Scots)

Au début, quand Maggy me tenait à cœur,
Je pensais qu'il y avait du ciel dans son air ;
Maintenant nous sommes mariés, n'en demandez pas plus,
  Mais sifflez sur ce qu'il en reste !
Meg était docile et Meg était tendre,
  Douce et innocente somme un enfant :
Elle a trompé plus avisé que moi,
  Alors sifflez sur ce qu'il en reste !

Comment nous vivons, ma Meg et moi,
Comment nous nous aimons et comment nous nous entendons,
Peu m'importe combien peu peuvent le voir,
  Sifflez sur ce qu'il en reste !
Qui  j'aimerais voir être la viande pleine d'asticots
Présentée dans son linceul,
Je pourrais l'écrire (mais Meg ne doit pas le voir),
  Sifflez sur ce qu'il en reste !

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a text in Scottish (Scots) by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796), "First when Maggy was my care"
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This text was added to the website: 2014-11-10
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