Ye banks and braes o bonne doon
How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair
How can ye chant ye little birds
And I sae weary fu o´ care?
Thou´ll break my heart thou´ll warblin bird
That wantons thro the flowering thorn
Ye minds me o´ departed joys
Departed never to return

Penaos oc ´h c´hwi ken kaer gwisket
Traonienn ha prad leun a vleuniou
Penaos e kanit laboused
Tre m´emaon me o skuilh daerou?
Ho kanaouennou dudius
Va c´halon baour din a ranno
N´ur gomz eus´n amzer evurus
Ha na zeuio biken endro

Oft hae I roved by bonnie doon
To see the rose and woodbine twine
And ilka biro sang o´its love
And fondly sae did I o´mine
Wi lightsome heart I pud a rose
Fu´ sweet upon its thorny tree
But my fause lover stole my rose
But ah he left the thorn wi´me

(Da c´houlou deiz ´vel d´abardaez
Me garje mont war ribl ar ster
´N ur vouskanan va c´harantez
´Vel an eostig an alc´choueider)
Dindan ar gwez laouen bepred
E kutuilhen bleuniou dispar
Siwazh setu me dilezet
Ha rannet holl gant ar glac´har