Robert Burns (1759–96)

Simmer’s a pleasant time,

    Flow’rs of ev’ry colour;

The water rins o’er the heugh,

    And I long for my true lover.

            Ay waukin O,

                Waukin still and wearie:

            Sleep I can get nane

                For thinking on my dearie.

When I sleep I dream,

    When I wauk I’m eerie;

Sleep I can get nane

    For thinking on my dearie.

Lanely night comes on,

    A’ the lave are sleeping;

I think on my bonnie lad

    And I bleer my een with greetin’.

            Ay waukin O,

                Waukin still and wearie:

            Sleep I can get nane

                For thinking on my dearie.