Auld lang syne

Scottish, poem partially written by Robert Burns

Should old acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne? (oːl lɑŋ səin)

For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We’ll take a cup of kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

And surely ye’ll buy your pint-cup!
And surely I’ll buy mine!
We’ll take a cup of kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

We two have run about the braes, (slopes)
And pulled the gowans fine;
But we’ve wandered many a weary foot,
Since auld lang syne.

We two have paddled in the burn, (stream)
Frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us broad have roared
Since auld lang syne.

And there’s a hand, my trusty friend!
And give a hand o’ thine!
And we’ll take a right gude-willie waught, (ɡɪd wʌlɪ woːxt)
For auld lang syne.