Flower of Scotland / Flouer o Scotland / Flùr na h-Alba

O Flouer o Scotland,
When will we see
Yer like again,
That focht an dee'd for
Yere wee bit Hill an Glen,
An stuid agin him,
Prood Edward's Airmy,
An senet him hamewart,
Tae think again.

The Hills are bare nou,
An Autumn leafs
Lig thick an still,
O'er laund that 's lost nou,
That yon sae liefly huild,
That stuid agin him,
Prood Edward's Airmy,
An sent him hamewart,
Tae think again.

Thae days are gone nou,
An in the past
Thay maun remain,
But we can still rise nou,
An be the nation again,
That stuid agin him,
Prood Edward's Airmy,
An sent him hamewart,
Tae think again.

O Flouer o Scotland,
Whan will we see
Yer like again,
That focht an dee'd for,
Yer wee bit Hill an Glen,
An stuid agin him,
Prood Edward's Airmy,
An sent him hamewart,
Tae think again.