Annie Laurie (Maxwelton Braes)

File: William Douglas

Maxwelton braes are bonnie Where early fa's the dew, And it's there that Annie Laurie Gie'd me her promise true-- Gie'd me her promise true, Which ne'er forgot will be; And for bonnie Annie Laurie I'd lay me doune and dee. Her brow is like the snawdrift, Her throat is like the swan, Her face it is the fairest That e'er the sun shone on-- That e'er the sun shone on; And dark blue is her e'e; And for bonnie Annie Laurie I'd lay me doune and dee. Like dew on the gowan lying Is the fa' o' her fairy feet; Like the winds in summer sighing, Her voice is low and sweet-- Her voice is low and sweet; And she's a' the world to me; And for bonnie Annie Laurie I'd lay me doune and dee.

ANNIE LAURIE Maxwelton Braes nach álainn Is moch a thiteann drúcht Is is ann ’nocht Annie Laurie A croí dom féin faoi rún – A croí dom féin faoi rún, Nach ndéanfar air dearúd Is do m’ansacht Annie Laurie Do raghainnse féin san úir. A héadan mar an sneachta A píob mar eala tá, A cuntanós is breátha Ná tonnta ar an trá – Ná tonnta ar an trá Is dúghorm tá a súil’ Is do m’ansacht Annie Laurie Do raghainnse féin san úir. Mar dhrúcht ina luí ar nóinín Atá bonn a coise is fíor Is dá gcloisfeá guth mo stóirín Mar leoithne i gcoill – Mar leoithne i gcoill; Mar Bhanríon gheal na nDúl Is do m’ansacht Annie Laurie Do raghainnse féin san úir.