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By yon bonnie banks,
And by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond,
Where me and my true love
Were ever want to gae,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.
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Oh, ye'll tak the high road,
and I'll tak the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks
o' Loch Lomond.
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'Twas then that we parted
In yon shady glen,
On the steep, steep side of Ben Lomond,
Where in purple hue
The Highland hills we view,
And the moon coming out in the gloaming.
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Oh, ye'll tak the high road,
and I'll tak the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks
o' Loch Lomond.
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The wee birdie sang
And the wild flowers spring,
And in sunshine the waters are sleeping,
But the broken heart it kens
Nae second Spring again,
Tho' the waeful may cease frae their greeting.
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Oh, ye'll tak the high road,
and I'll tak the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye;
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks
o' Loch Lomond.
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ここちよき
清らの岸
日かげ映ゆる
ロッホ・ローモンド
君と共に
さまよいたる
懐かし懐かし
ロッホ・ローモンド
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君は登れ
われは下らん
行くては
スコットランドなれど
君と共に
また語らじ
懐かし懐かし
ロッホ・ローモンド
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