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Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary, And leave auld Scotia's shore? Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary, Across th' Atlantic roar? O sweet grows the lime and the orange, And the apple on the pine; But a' the charms o' the Indies Can never equal thine. I hae sworn by the Heavens to my Mary, I hae sworn by the Heavens to be true; And sae may the Heavens forget me, When I forget my vow! O plight me your faith, my Mary, And plight me your lily-white hand; O plight me your faith, my Mary, Before I leave Scotia's strand. We hae plighted our troth, my Mary, In mutual affection to join; And curst be the cause that shall part us! The hour and the moment o' time!
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Tune: "Will ye go to the Ewe-Bughts, Marion."Authorship:
- by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796), "Song -- Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary?" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by John Linton Gardner (1917 - 2011), "Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary?", op. 213 no. 4, published 1993 [ mixed chorus and orchestra ], from A Burns Sequence, no. 4, London : Oxford University Press [sung text not yet checked]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Pierre Mathé) , copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2011-01-07
Line count: 20
Word count: 133
Veux-tu aller aux Indes, ma Marie,
Et quitter les côtes de la vielle Écosse ?
Veux-tu aller aux Indes, ma Marie,
Traverser le mugissement de l'Atlantique ?
Ô les doux citrons et oranges y poussent,
Et les pommes sur les pins ;
Mais les charmes des Indes
N'égaleront jamais les tiens.
À ma Marie, j'ai juré par le ciel,
J'ai juré par le ciel d'être fidèle ;
Et donc le ciel peut m'oublier
Si j'oublie mon serment !
Ô déclare-moi ta foi, ma Marie,
Et promet-moi ta main de lis ;
Ô déclare-moi ta foi, ma Marie,
Avant que je quitte les plages d'Écosse.
Nous avons engagé notre foi, ma Marie,
De nous unir par mutuelle affection ;
Et maudite la cause qui nous séparera,
Son heure et son moment !
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Translations of title(s):
"Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary?" = "Veux-tu aller aux Indes, ma Marie ?"
"Song -- Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary?" = "Chanson – Veux-tu aller aux Indes, ma Marie ?"
Authorship:
- Translation from Scottish (Scots) to French (Français) copyright © 2019 by Pierre Mathé, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Based on:
- a text in Scottish (Scots) by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796), "Song -- Will ye go to the Indies, my Mary?"
This text was added to the website: 2019-04-19
Line count: 20
Word count: 131