The Scottish Wind

T'was Long ago, mi 'ert was stol'n away,

By the bonnie lass with copper in 'er 'air

She was sweet, a 'ert of purest gold,

A sweet young lass, a 'ert of finest Gold

 

The Scottish Wind blows softly to the sea

The Scottish Wind calls mi 'ert away

Twas there I lost mi 'ert to that young lass,

The Scottish wind bears mi 'ert away.

 

Mi lovely lass, with copper in 'er 'air,

had many dreams to sail the open sea.

She loved the wind, the salty air,

Mi bonnie lass, with copper in 'er 'air.

 

The Scottish Wind blows softly to the Sea

The Scottish wind calls mi 'ert away.

Twas there I lost mi 'ert to that young lass,

The Scottish Wind bears mi 'ert away.

 

'Ow mi 'ert greaves that one day,

The day the Lord took mi lass away.

Now I sail the oceans wide,

And breathe the air, just mi Lord and I.

 

The Scottish Wind blows softly to the Sea.

The Scottish Wind calls mi 'ert away.

Twas there I lost mi 'ert to that young lass,

The Scottish Wind bears mi 'ert away.

 

Reviews

[.......]

'Ow mi 'ert greaves that one day,
The day the Lord took mi lass away.
Now I sail the oceans wide,
And breathe the air, just mi Lord and I.

This stanza made me just sigh!
It's a lovely write but also sad.
Leaves room for hope.
Very enjoyable read.

[Sarah LaMascus]

Beautiful... I love the rhythm. I love the flow. I love the story. I had good imagery in my head the whole way through.

[joshua deathdealer]

This is beautiful. It speaks to the Scottish that is in my blood. Well done. I really enjoyed this write.

[Chris Williams]

I feel like I need to raise a mug and drink heartily while this is sung. I especially like the use of dialect here.

[Cherrie Palmer]

great feel to this reads like a toast, all I need now is a pint mug filled with mi hot toddy