Testo A' The Airts

O' a' the airts the winds can blaw I dearly le'e the westIt's there a bonnie lassie lives, the lass that I lo'e bestWhere wildwoods grow and rivers row and mony's the hil betweenBaith day and night my fancie's flight is ever wi' ma JeanI see her in the dewy floo'ers sae fragrant, fresh and fairI hear her voice in every bird wha's music charms the airThere's not a bonnie floo'er that springs by fountain, shaw or streamNor yet a bonnie bird that sings but minds me o' ma JeanSae blaw ye westlin' winds, blaw saft amang thy leafy glensYour gentle gale ower muir and dale blaw tae that place ye kenAnd bring the lass there back tae me that's asye sae fresh and cleanThere's nane I'll style aboon her, she's my ain,l my bonnie JeanWhat sights and vows amang you knowes hae passed atween us twaSae feign tae meet, sae wae tae pairt ere she should gang awa'The powerd aboon can only know tae whom ma hairt's geen gi'enThere's nane I'll tak' afore her, she's my ain, my bonnie Jean.O' a' the airts the winds can blaw I dearly le'e the westIt's there a bonnie lassie lives, the lass that I lo'e bestWhere wildwoods grow and rivers row and mony's the hil betweenBaith day and night my fancie's flight is ever wi' ma Jean