The bairnie at its mither's breist
Bides in a bield it sune maun tyne
A gorblie, cowpit frae its reest
A drap o blind faas in the wine

The halflin cairries at his core
The mortal guff will gar him dwine
A ratten chitters at his door
A drap o bluid faas in the wine

A lass pits on a gowden ring
A may, becam a merriet quine
A lintie clippit i' the wing
A drap o bluid faas in the wine

Sae suddent, as a glimsk o sun
That teets atween the derksome pine
Life's feenished e'r its scarce begun
A drap o bluid faas in the wine