The Road’s End - by
Ower the hills by Lauderdale
/ The road swings lang and free;
/ And, eastart by Pencaitland,
/ It brings ye to the sea;
/ By Dalkeith and…
Ower the hills by Lauderdale
/ The road swings lang and free;
/ And, eastart by Pencaitland,
/ It brings ye to the sea;
/ By Dalkeith and…
Tarred roads, metal cattle-grids and wheel tracks mesh
/ so tightly no land can escape. Tractor ruts
/ cut deep into the grass to…
ችኳይ የሚመስለው
/ ፈጣን የሚመስለው
/ በውልውል መኪና
/ በፋሺን መጫምያ
/ ወይም በባዶ እግሩ
/ ሸው እልም የሚለው
/ ይሄ ሁሉ ምሁር ይሄ ሁሉ ማይም
/ መንገዱን የሞላው ክታችም ክላይም
/ ሲመላለስ እንጂ ሲደርስ አይታይም፡፡
/ …
’S e rathad geal a bha ruighinn na mara
/ ri mo chiad chuimhne,
/ is a’ chairt ga thachais,
/ a’ chairt ga phronnadh ’s…
Highways for eident feet,
/ That hae their mile to gae;
/ But byways when spring is sweet,
/ …
A Small Car’s Day
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/ The Highland Road’s been sung before and will be sung again,
/ So long as bards give thanks for…
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