Robert Burns (Karine Polwart) - Wae(Woe) Is My Heart + The Banks Of The Devon

Lyrics
-Wae Is My Heart (Woe Is My Heart)
Wae is my heart, and the tear's in my e'e;
Lang, lang joy's been a stranger to me:
Forsaken and friendless my burden I bear,
And the sweet voice o' pity ne'er sounds in my ear.
Love, thou hast pleasures - and deep hae I lov'd!
Love thou has sorrows - and sair hae I prov'd!
But this bruised heart that now bleeds in my breast,
I can feel by its throbbings, will soon be at rest.
O, if I were where happy I hae been,
Down by yon stream and yon bonie castle green!
For there he is wand'ring and musing on me,
Wha wad soon dry the tear frae his Phillis' e'e!
Woe is my heart, and the tear is in my eye;
Long, long joy has been a stranger to me:
Forsaken and friendless my burden I bear,
And the sweet voice of pity never sounds in my ear.
(Standard English Translation)
Love, you have pleasures - and deep have I loved!
Love you has sorrows - and sore have I proved!
But this bruised heart that now bleeds in my breast,
I can feel by its throbbings, will soon be at rest.
O, if I were where happy I have been,
Down by yonder stream and yonder lovely castle green!
For there he is wandering and musing on me,
Who would soon dry the tear from his Phillis' eye!
The Banks Of The Devon
How pleasant the banks of the clear winding Devon,
With green spreading bushes and flow'rs blooming fair!
But the boniest flow'r on the banks of the Devon
Was once a sweet bud on the braes of the Ayr.
Mild be the sun on this sweet blushing flower,
In the gay rosy morn, as it bathes in the dew;
And gentle the fall of the soft vernal shower,
That steals on the evening each leaf to renew!
O spare the dear blossom, ye orient breezes,
With chill hoary wing as ye usher the dawn;
And far be thou distant, thou reptile that seizes
The verdure and pride of the garden or lawn!
Let Bourbon exult in his gay gilded lilies,
And England triumphant display her proud rose:
A fairer than either adorns the green valleys,
Where Devon, sweet Devon, meandering flows.
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