There was a lad was born in Kyle, But what na day o' what na style, I doubt it 's hardly worth the while To be sae nice wi' Robin. Robin was a rovin' Boy, Rantin' rovin', rantin' rovin'; Robin was a rovin' Boy, Rantin' rovin' Robin. Our monarch's hindmost year but ane Was five-and-twenty days begun, 'Twas then a blast o' Janwar' Win' Blew hansel in on Robin. The Gossip keekit in his loof, Quo' scho wha lives will see the proof, This waly boy will be nae coof, I think we'll ca' him Robin. He'll hae misfortunes great and sma', But ay a heart aboon them a'; He'll be a credit till us a', We'll a' be proud o' Robin. But sure as three times three mak nine, I see by ilka score and line, This chap will dearly like our kin', So leeze me on thee, Robin. Guid faith quo' scho I doubt you Stir, Ye'll gar the lasses lie aspar; But twenty fauts ye may hae waur - So blessins on thee, Robin.
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Authorship:
- by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796) [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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- Also set in Russian (Русский), a translation by Samuil Yakovlevich Marschak (1887 - 1964) ; composed by Georgiy Vasil'yevich Sviridov.
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- CZE Czech (Čeština) (Josef Václav Sládek) , "Byl hoch"
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 28
Word count: 177
V derevne paren` by'l rozhden, No den`, kogda rodilsya on, V kalendari ne zanesen. Komu by'l nuzhen Robin? Zato otmetil kalendar`, Chto by'l takoj-to gosudar`, I v shheli doma dul yanvar`, Kogda rodilsya Robin. Razzhav mladencheskij kulak, Gadalka govorila tak: «Mal`chishka budet ne durak. Puskaj zovetsya Robin! On budet vesel i oster, I nashix dochek i sester Polyubit s samy'x rannix por Neugomonny'j Robin. Devchonkam - bog ego prosti! - Usnut` ne dast on vzaperti, No znat` ne budet dvadczati Drugix porokov Robin. Nemalo zhdet ego obid, No serdcem vse on pobedit. Parnishka budet znamenit, Sem`yu proslavit Robin».
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Authorship:
- by Samuil Yakovlevich Marschak (1887 - 1964) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Based on:
- a text in Scottish (Scots) by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796)
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Georgiy Vasil'yevich Sviridov (1915 - 1998), "Робин" [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]
This text was added to the website: 2021-08-26
Line count: 24
Word count: 98