by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796)
Translation © by Pierre Mathé

I gaed a waefu' gate yestreen
Language: Scottish (Scots) 
Available translation(s): FRE
I gaed a waefu' gate yestreen,
A gate I fear I'll dearly rue:
I gat my death frae twa sweet een,
Twa lovely een o' bonie blue!
'Twas not her golden ringlets bright,
Her lips like roses wat wi' dew,
Her heaving bosom lily-white:
It was her een sae bonie blue.

She talk'd, she smil'd, my heart she wyl'd,
She charm'd my soul I wist na how;
And ay the stound, the deadly wound,
Cam frae her een sae bonie blue.
But 'spare to speak, and spare to speed' -
She'll aiblins listen to my vow:
Should she refuse, I'll lay my dead
To her twa een sae bonie blue.

About the headline (FAQ)

Confirmed with The Complete Poetical Works of Robert Burns, Cambridge edition, Boston and New York, Houghton Mifflin Company, 1897, page 230.


Blathrie = nonsense
Gate = road
Een = eyes
Wyl'd = beguiled by flattery
Wist = knew
Stound = ache, pain
Aiblins = perhaps


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J'ai suivi la nuit dernière un bien...
Language: French (Français)  after the Scottish (Scots) 
J'ai suivi la nuit dernière un bien triste chemin,
Un chemin que je crains de regretter amèrement :
J'ai reçu la mort de deux yeux doux,
Deux yeux charmants d'un beau bleu !
Ce n'étaient pas ses boucles d'or clair,
Ses lèvres comme des roses humides de rosée,
Son sein arrondi blanc comme le lis :
C'étaient ses yeux d'un si beau bleu.

Elle parla, elle sourit, elle envoûta mon cœur,
Elle charma mon âme, je ne sais comment ;
Et toujours la douleur, la blessure mortelle
Venait de ses yeux d'un si beau bleu.
Mais « faute de parler on manque son coup »
Peut-être écoutera-t-elle mon serment :
Si elle refuse, je mettrai ma mort
Sur le compte de ses deux yeux d'un si beau bleu.

About the headline (FAQ)

Title "The blue-eyed lassie" = "La fille aux yeux bleus"


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