Robert Burns

Ah, fire-ai tu, fițuică ruptă, Că veșnic duc cu tine luptă! Îmi fugi din palmă și ursuză Îmi smulgi paharul de la buză, Îmi furi iubirea, mă

“A Red, Red Rose” By Robert Burns “Oh my luve is like a red, red rose, That\'s newly sprung in June: Oh my luve is like the melodie,

“A Bottle and Friend” By Robert Burns “There\'s nane that\'s blest of human kind, But the cheerful and the gay, man, Fal, la, la, &c.

“It was a\' for our Rightful King” By Robert Burns “It was a\' for our rightful king That we left fair Scotland\'s strand; It was a\' for

“It was a\' for our Rightful King” By Robert Burns “It was a\' for our rightful king That we left fair Scotland\'s strand; It was a\' for