These sounds I’ll strive to catch;
Thy voice I’ll steal to woo thysel’—
That voice that none can match.
Then tell me how to woo thee, love, etc.
But if fond love thy heart can gain,
I never broke a vow;
Nae maiden lays her skaith to me;
I never loved but you.
For you alone I ride the ring,
For you I wear the blue;