iain burnside dirge for summer şarkı sözleri
Wha was you that gaed down the glen
When the haw-tree was in fleur?
Wha was you that wudna come ben
Though mirklin was the hour?
Her cloak was gairied wi' the green
Her breist was bricht as snaw
And frae the lithe lowe o' her een
Nae thocht cud turn awa'.
She has been lost for monie a year
But lang the bairns will learn
The simmer that gaed by wi' her
Can never mair return.
