A cup o’ kindness yet

Ludwig van Beethoven (1770 - 1827): Auld Lang Syne, n. 11 degli Zwölf Schottische Lieder mit obligater Begleitung von Pianoforte, Violine und Violoncell WoO 156 (1818); melodia tradizionale (da alcuni attribuita a Davide Rizzio), testo di Robert Burns. Felicity Lott, soprano; John Mark Ainsley, tenore; Thomas Allen, bari­tono; Elizabeth Layton, violino; Ursula Smith, violoncello; Malcolm Martineau, pianoforte.

Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And auld lang syne!

   For auld lang syne, my dear,
   For auld lang syne
   We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
   For auld lang syne.

We twa hae run about the braes,
And pa’d the gowans fine;
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary foot,
Sin’ auld lang syne.

   For auld lang syne, my dear…

And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere!
And gie’s a hand o’ thine!
And we’ll take a right gude-willie-waught,
For auld lang syne.

   For auld lang syne, my dear…

While bees delight in opening flowers

Sir James MacMillan (16 luglio 1959): The Gallant Weaver per coro a cappella (1997) su testo di Robert Burns. The Sixteen, dir. Harry Christophers

Where Cart rins rowin’ to the sea,
By mony a flower and spreading tree,
There lives a lad, the lad for me,
He is a gallant Weaver.
O, I had wooers aught or nine,
They gied me rings and ribbons fine;
And I was fear’d my heart wad tine,
And I gied it to the Weaver.

My daddie sign’d my tocher-band,
To gie the lad that has the land,
But to my heart I’ll add my hand,
And give it to the Weaver.
While birds rejoice in leafy bowers,
While bees delight in opening flowers,
While corn grows green in summer showers,
I love my gallant Weaver.