Codex Studiosorum Bruxellensis
Scotland the brave
Hark when the night is falling. Hear! Hear the pipes are calling, Loudly and proudly calling down through the glenn. There where the hills are sleeping, Now feel the blood a-leaping, High as the spirit Of the old Highland men.
Towering in gallant fame Scotland my mountain home 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.
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