Текст песни
Here's tae the rogue wi' the keys tae the door
Wha pours the drams an' sweeps the floor -
May yer barrels ne'er run dry, auld friend,
May yer tab-book hae nae end!
May yer cat catch mice the size o' hares,
May yer chimney sing awa' its cares,
An' if the roof should leak at nicht -
May the rain taste guid an' bright!
Hoi! - raise the glass, raise the tin,
Hoi! - let the dancin' begin,
Hoi! - may yer troubles grow wee,
Hoi! - happy birthday tae thee!
May yer beard grow lang wi' threads o' gold,
May yer stories ne'er grow auld -
May the fiddle in the corner play
A bonnie tune on every day!
May yer boots nae pinch, yer coat nae tear,
May strangers bring ye songs tae share,
An' if the mornin' finds ye sore -
May yer wife nae mind ye snore!
Hoi! - raise the glass, raise the tin,
Hoi! - let the dancin' begin,
Hoi! - may yer troubles grow wee,
Hoi! - happy birthday tae thee!
We've wandered far frae farm an' fen,
Through lands that shift an' shift again -
But a pub that pours wi' open hands
Is worth a' the magic o' a' the lands!
So here's the last, the grandest wish,
A blessing served upon this dish
May ye live sae lang the stars grow auld -
An' yer heart stay warm when a' is cauld!
Hoi! - raise the glass, raise the tin,
Hoi! - let the dancin' begin,
Hoi! - may yer troubles grow wee,
Hoi! - happy birthday tae thee!
Hoi! - raise the glass, raise the tin,
Hoi! - let the dancin' begin,
Hoi! - may yer troubles grow wee,
Hoi! - happy birthday... tae... thee!
