Paroles de Gala Water

Raw braw lads on yarrow braes Rove among the blooming heather But yarrow braes, nor ettrick's shaws Can match the lads o Gala Water Braw, braw bonnie lads o But there is Ane, a secret Ane Aboon them aa I loe him better And I"ll be his, and he'll be mine The bonnie lad o Gala Water Braw, braw bonnie lads o Although his daddie was nae laird And though I hae nae meikle tocher Yet rich in kindest, truest love We"ll tent oor flocks by Gala Water Braw, braw bonnie lads o It ne"er was wealth, it neer was wealth That coft contentment, peace, or pleasure The bands and bliss o mutual love O that"s the chiefest warld's treasure Braw, braw bonnie lads o