For Auld Lang Syne

Okay, if you’re in the mood to sing today or tonight, I’ve got the lyrics and a translation for you. Supposedly, this old Scottish song was never actually written down until Robert Burns jotted down the lyrics while listening to an old man sing it. Too bad he didn’t sing it in the King’s English! It might have been easier to remember — and to understand.

According to Wikipedia, the song didn’t become popular here until Guy Lombardo started playing it at midnight on New Year’s Eve, and it’s still played today when the ball is dropped at Times Square, and everywhere else in America, for that matter.

Here are the lyrics:

For Auld Lang Syne

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne?Chorus:
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
For auld lang syne. 

And surely ye’ll be your pint-stowp!
And surely I’ll be mine!
And we’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

We twa hae run about the braes
And pou’d the gowans fine.
We’ve wandered mony a weary foot,
Sin’ auld lang syne.

We twa hae sported i’ the burn,
From morning sun till dine,
But seas between us braid hae roared
Sin’ auld lang syne.

And ther’s a hand, my trusty friend,
And gie’s a hand o’ thine;
We’ll tak’ a right good willie-waught,,
For auld lang syne.

And here’s the translation:

From: http://www.tamoshanter.free-online.co.uk/Auldls.htm 

Auld Lang Syne Translated

Should old friends be forgotten
and never remembered
Should old friends be forgotten
and the days they shared together

Chorus
For days now in the past, my dear
For days now in the past
We’ll drink a toast of kind remembrance
For days now in the past

You can pay for your pint tankard
and I will pay for mine
We’ll drink a toast of kind remembrance
For days now in the past

We two have run about the hillsides
and pulled wild daisies
but now we are far apart in distance
From those days now in the past

We two have paddled in the stream
from morning untill noon
but oceans now lie between us
since those days now in the past

So take my hand, my trusty friend
and give me your hand
and we will take a hearty drink together
In memory of those days now in the past


About M.J.Deare

I am a writer, actively researching topics of interest. I am also a graduate of the University of Arkansas in Fayetteville, with a degree in English, and have a master's degree from the University of Memphis. Born in New Orleans, I lived there until moving to northwest Arkansas and from there to Memphis, Tennessee. My husband and I currently reside in The Woodlands, Texas.
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