Rogues in a Nation

	作词 : Traditional
	Farewell to all our Scottish fame
	Farewell our ancient glory
	Farewell even to our Scottish name
	Sae fam'd in martial story
	Now Sark runs over the Solway sands
	And Tweed runs to the ocean
	To mark where England's province stands:
	Such a parcel of rogues in a nation!
	What force or gile could not subdue
	Through many warlike ages
	Is wrought now by a coward few
	For hireling traitor's wages
	The English steel we could disdain
	Secure in valour's station
	But English gold has been our bane:
	Such a parcel of rogues in a nation!
	I would, or I had seen the day
	That treason thus could sell us
	My auld gray head had lain in clay
	Wi' Bruce and loyal Wallace!
	But pith and power, till my last hour
	I'll make this declaration
	We were bought and sold for English gold:
	Such a parcel of rogues in a nation!

	zuò cí : Traditional
	Farewell to all our Scottish fame
	Farewell our ancient glory
	Farewell even to our Scottish name
	Sae fam' d in martial story
	Now Sark runs over the Solway sands
	And Tweed runs to the ocean
	To mark where England' s province stands:
	Such a parcel of rogues in a nation!
	What force or gile could not subdue
	Through many warlike ages
	Is wrought now by a coward few
	For hireling traitor' s wages
	The English steel we could disdain
	Secure in valour' s station
	But English gold has been our bane:
	Such a parcel of rogues in a nation!
	I would, or I had seen the day
	That treason thus could sell us
	My auld gray head had lain in clay
	Wi' Bruce and loyal Wallace!
	But pith and power, till my last hour
	I' ll make this declaration
	We were bought and sold for English gold:
	Such a parcel of rogues in a nation!