Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled,
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome to your gory bed,
Or to victory!
Now's the day, and now's the hour;
See the front o' battle lour,
See approach proud Edward's power—
Chains and slavery!
Wha will be a traitor-knave?
Wha can fill a coward's grave?
Wha sae base as be a slave?
Let him turn and flee!
Wha for Scotland's king and law
Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
Freeman stand or freeman fa',
Let him follow me!
By oppression's woes and pains,
By your sons in servile chains,
We will drain our dearest veins,
But they shall be free!
Lay the proud usurpers low!
Tyrants fall in ev'ry foe!
Liberty's in ev'ry blow!
Let us do or die!
The sub-title for this poem is Bruce's address to his troops at Bannockburn. The Battle of Bannockburn in 1314 was the most famous victory by Robert the Bruce over the English and helped to retain at that time Scotland's status as a sovereign nation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
A well written poem but in reality sheer fantasy true freedom is to turn the senses inward thus knowing one's true self knowing true freedom. Daily for half hour sit close eyes concentrate on breath / as mind stills the experience one having will give one a greater understanding.