Seven Celtic Nations/Including Norse

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Comment by Lady Boru on February 14, 2014 at 7:13am

Comment by Lady Boru on February 14, 2014 at 7:12am

Comment by Lady Boru on February 14, 2014 at 7:09am

Irish Gaelic Cup Song..it is really cute: http://www.wimp.com/irishcups/

Comment by Lady Boru on January 24, 2014 at 8:22pm

Comment by Lady Boru on January 24, 2014 at 8:22pm

Comment by Lady Boru on January 24, 2014 at 8:21pm

Comment by Lady Boru on January 24, 2014 at 8:21pm

Comment by Lady Boru on January 24, 2014 at 8:03pm

Frae The Friends And Land I love

Burns Original

Standard English Translation

Frae The Friends And Land I love
1.
Frae the friends and land I love
Driv'n by Fortune's felly spite,
Frae my best belov'd I rove,
Never mair to taste delight!
Never mair maun hope to find
Ease frae toil, relief frae care.
When remembrance wracks the mind,
Pleasures but unveil despair.
2.
Brightest climes shall mirk appear,
Desert ilka blooming shore,
Till the Fates, nae mair severe,
Friendship, love, and peace restore;
Till Revenge wi' laurell'd head
Bring our banish'd hame again,
And ilk loyal, bonie lad
Cross the seas, and win his ain!

From The Friends And Land I love

From the friends and land I love
Driven by Fortune's relentless spite,
From my best beloved I rove,
Never more to taste delight!
Never more must hope to find
Ease from toil, relief from care.
When remembrance wracks the mind,
Pleasures but unveil despair.

Brightest climes shall gloomy appear,
Desert every blooming shore,
Till the Fates, no more severe,
Friendship, love, and peace restore;
Till Revenge with laureled head
Bring our banished home again,
And each loyal, handsome lad
Cross the seas, and win his own!

Comment by Lady Boru on January 24, 2014 at 8:01pm

Comment by Lady Boru on January 24, 2014 at 8:01pm

Happy Birthday Robert Burns!

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