by Robert Burns (1759 - 1796)
Translation by Josef Václav Sládek (1845 - 1912)

By Allan stream I chanc'd to rove
Language: Scottish (Scots) 
Our translations:  FRE
By Allan stream I chanc'd to rove,
While Phoebus sunk beyond Benledi;
The winds were whispering through the grove,
The yellow corn was waving ready ;
I listen'd to a lover's sang,
[An']1 thought on youthful pleasures [many]2,
And ay the wild wood echoes rang :
["O, my love Annie 's very bonie !"]3
 
O happy be the woodbine bower,
Nae nightly bogle make it eerie !
Nor ever sorrow stain the hour,
The place and time I met my dearie!
Her head upon my throbbing breast,
She, sinking, said, "I'm thine for ever!"
While [many]2 a kiss the seal imprest,
The sacred vow we ne'er should sever!
 
The haunt [o' Spring's]4 the primrose brae.
The Simmer joy's the flocks to follow.
How cheery [thro' her short'ning]5 day
Is Autumn in her weeds o' yellow !
But can they melt the glowing heart,
Or chain the soul in speechless pleasure,
Or through each nerve the rapture dart,
Like meeting her, our bosom's treasure ?

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Confirmed with The Complete Poetical Works of Robert Burns, Cambridge edition, Boston and New York, Houghton Mifflin Company, 1897, page 278.

Glossary
Bogle = hobgoblin
Brae = hillside

1 Haydn: "And"
2 Haydn: "monie"
3 Haydn: "O dearly do I love thee, Annie."
4 Haydn: "of spring's"
5 Haydn: "through her shortening"

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U Allanu
Language: Czech (Čeština)  after the Scottish (Scots) 
U Allanu jsem bloudil v dál,
   když za Benledi slunce spělo,
kol v háji vítr šepotal
   a žluté žito v něm se chvělo.
Kdos v dálce zpíval, milenou
   zní písní ohlas na vše strany,
i v srdce mé pad’ ozvěnou,
   ó jak tě rád mám ty, má Annie!

Ó žehnáno to loubí buď,
   a noční zjev tu nechoď v lese,
a vzpomínka nás nezarmuť
   na čas, kdy tady sešli jsme se!
K mým prsoum hlavu sklonila,
   »Tvá na vždy!«  řekla v uzardění
a slib ten věrný světila
   tak mnohá vroucí políbení.

Máj petrklíčem ověnčen
   a za stády jde léto v zlatě,
a vesel, jak se krátí den,
   je podzimek v svém žlutém šatě;
však zdali srdce roztaví,
   neb duši víží v slasti němé,
jak okamžik ten jásavý,
   kdy srdce k srdci přivineme?

Confirmed with BURNS, Robert. Výbor z písní a ballad, translated by Josef Václav Sládek, Praha: J. Otto, 1892.


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