Boney 版歌词
We twa hae run about the braes And pou'd the gowans fine; (But) we've wandered mony a weary foot Sin' auld lang syne. We twa hae paidled i' the burn, Frae mornin' sun till dine; But seas between us braid hae roared Sin' auld lang syne. And surely ye'll be your pint-stowp, And surely I'll be mine; And we'll tak a right gude-willie waught, For auld lang syne. And there's a hand, my trusty fiere, And gie's a hand o' thine; (And) we'll take a cup o' kindness yet' For auld lang syne. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot And days of auld lang syne? For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll take a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne. For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll take a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne.