Robert Burns

That hour o' night's black arch the keystane.

That hour o' night's black arch the keystane.

The landlord's laugh was ready chorus.

The landlord's laugh was ready chorus.

Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new.

Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new.

Now a' is done that men can do,
And a' is done in vain.

Now a' is done that men can do,
And a' is done in vain.

Ae fond kiss, and then we sever!A farewell, and then forever!Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee,Warring sighs and groans read more

Ae fond kiss, and then we sever!A farewell, and then forever!Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee,Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee.Who shall say that Fortune grieves him,While the star of hope she leaves him?Me, nae cheerful twinkle lights me,Dark despair around benights me. - Ae Fond Kiss.