It was a' for our rightfu' king We left fair Scotland's strand; It was a' for our rightfu' king, We e'er saw Irish land, my dear, We e'er saw Irish land. - Now a' is done that men can do, And a' is done in vain: My Love and Native Land fareweel, For I maun cross the main, my dear, For I maun cross the main. He turn'd him right and round about, Upon the Irish shore, And gae his bridle-reins a shake, With, Adieu for evermore, my dear, With adieu for evermore. The soger frae the wars returns, The sailor frae the main, But I hae parted frae my Love, Never to meet again, my dear, Never to meet again. When day is gane, and night is come, And a' folk bound to sleep; I think on him that 's far awa, The lee-lang night and weep, my dear, The lee-lang night and weep. -
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- by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796) [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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- CZE Czech (Čeština) (Josef Václav Sládek) , "Loučení"
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