Scotland the Brave

Origem: Wikipédia, a enciclopédia livre.
Ir para: navegação, pesquisa
Question book.svg
Esta página ou secção não cita fontes confiáveis e independentes, o que compromete sua credibilidade (desde setembro de 2015). Por favor, adicione referências e insira-as corretamente no texto ou no rodapé. Conteúdo sem fontes poderá ser removido.
Encontre fontes: Google (notícias, livros e acadêmico)

Scotland the Brave é um dos hinos não-oficiais da Escócia junto com Scots Wha Hae e Flower of Scotland. Geralmente é executada como uma marcha binária 4/4.

A melodia data à época de Roberto I da Escócia, apesar da letra hoje conhecida ter sido criada apenas recentemente, pelo jornalista Cliff Hanley, durante a década de 1950, inicialmente para uma música de gaita-de-fole ainda mais antiga.

Tradicionalmente, Scotland the Brave é sempre tocada pela gaita das Highlands, geralmente seguida de mais um strathspey e um reel, compondo-se assim um medley. Ela também é conhecida como My Bonnie Lassie, com uma letra própria, apesar da melodia ser exatamente a mesma.

É considerada o hino oficial do regimento canadense The British Columbia Dragoons.

Existe um anacronismo significante no filme Shackleton, de Kenneth Branagh, onde alguns dos personagens cantam essa música.

Letra[editar | editar código-fonte]

Scotland the Brave
Hark when the night is falling
Hear! Hear the pipes are calling,
Loudly and proudly calling,
Down thro' the glen.
There where the hills are sleeping,
Now feel the blood a-leaping,
High as the spirits of the old Highland men.

Towering in gallant fame,
Scotland my mountain hame,
High may your proud standards gloriously wave,
Land of my high endeavour,
Land of the shining river,
Land of my heart for ever,
Scotland the brave.

High in the misty Highlands,
Out by the purple islands,
Brave are the hearts that beat
Beneath Scottish skies.
Wild are the winds to meet you,
Staunch are the friends that greet you,
Kind as the love that shines from fair maiden's eyes.
Towering in gallant fame,
Scotland my mountain hame,
High may your proud standards gloriously wave,
Land of my high endeavour,
Land of the shining river,
Land of my heart for ever,
Scotland the brave.

Far off in sunlit places,
Sad are the Scottish faces,
Yearning to feel the kiss
Of sweet Scottish rain.
Where tropic skies are beaming,
Love sets the heart a-dreaming,
Longing and dreaming for the homeland again.

Towering in gallant fame,
Scotland my mountain hame,
High may your proud standards gloriously wave,
Land of my high endeavour,
Land of the shining river,
Land of my heart for ever,
Scotland the brave.

My Bonnie Lassie
Drums in my heart are drummin'
I hear the bagpipes hummin'
My Bonnie Lassie's comin' over the sea
My heart with her she's bringin'
I hear the blue bells ringin'
Soon we'll be Highland flingin'
My love and me

I'll meet her at the shore
Playin' the pipes for her
Dressed in a kilt and a tam o'shanter too
Drums in my heart are drummin'
I hear the bagpipes hummin'
My Bonnie Lassie's comin', comin' to me

Somewhere a ship and crew
Sails o'er the ocean blue
Bringing, oh, bringing'
My bonnie back to me
That's why the drums are drummin'
That's why the pipes are hummin'
My Bonnie Lassie's comin', comin' to me

I'll meet her at the shore
Playin the pipes for her
Dressed in a kilt and a tam o'shanter too
Drums in my heart are drummin'
I hear the bagpipes hummin'
My Bonnie Lassie's comin', comin' to me

Sad are the lads she's leavin'
Many a sigh they're heavin'
Even the heather's grievin', cryin' with dew
She's left her native Highland
To come and live in my land
She'll love the folks who smile
And say, "how-de-do"

I'll meet her at the shore
Playin' the pipes for her
Dressed in a kilt and a tam o'shanter too
Drums in my heart are drummin'
I hear the bagpipes hummin'
My Bonnie Lassie's comin', comin' to me