The bard of Scotland takes pride of place
The man wrote with sonsie face
The older he gets, the better he was
His lassie exploits have all been lost.
But he provides the identity
That cannae come from just poetry
To a nation unsure of self
Affirming a past to be upheld.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
to a nation unsure of self, good one, thanks.