歌词
O where shall I gae seek my bread
Or where shall I gae wander
Or where shall I gae hide my head
Or here abide nae longer
The seas may roar, the winds may blow
And swathe me round in danger
But Scotland I may now forego
And roam a lonely stranger
The glen that was my father's own
Mun be by his forsaken
The house that was my father's home
Is levelled wi' the bracken
A hone, a hone, our glory's gone
Stole by a ruthless reiver
Our hands are on the broad claymore
But the night is broke forever
And thou my prince, my injured prince
Thy people have disowned thee
Have hunted and have driven thee hence
With ruined chiefs surround thee
O hard beset, when I forgot
My fate, young hapless rover
This broken heart shall cease to beat
And all this grief be over
Farewell, farewell, dear Caledon
Land of the Gael no longer
Strangers have trod thy glory on
In guile and treachery stronger
The brave and just sink in the dust
On ruin's brink they quiver
Heaven's pitying eye is closed on thee
Adieu, adieu forever
