Rugby World Cup 2015: Flower of Scotland lyrics – cheer on our neighbours as they visit the North East

Tobi Sawdon and Duncan McAuslan from Edinburgh outside Elland Road for the Scotland v USA World Cup rugby match. Picture: Anna Gowthorpe
Tobi Sawdon and Duncan McAuslan from Edinburgh outside Elland Road for the Scotland v USA World Cup rugby match. Picture: Anna Gowthorpe
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England and Scotland have had their fair share of political and sporting differences in the past.

But this weekend will see tens of thousands of Scottish rugby fans pouring over the border to see their national team play in the Rugby World Cup 2015 at St James’s Park in Newcastle.

Scotland play two games at the North East venue – against South Africa tomorrow and Samoa next Saturday.

If you’re going to the matches, or just want to cheer on from home, you may want to learn the lyrics to their unofficial national anthem, Flower of Scotland.

Here’s the lyrics:

Flower of Scotland

O flower of Scotland

When will we see your like again

That fought and died for

Your wee bit hill and glen

And stood against him

Proud Edward’s army

And sent him homeward

Tae think again

The hills are bare now

And autumn leaves lie thick and still

O’er land that is lost now

Which those so dearly held

And stood against him

Proud Edward’s army

And sent him homeward

Tae think again

Those days are passed now

And in the past they must remain

But we can still rise now

And be the nation again

That stood against him

Proud Edward’s army

And sent him homeward

Tae think again

If you’re feeling particularly good-spirited and adventurous, here they are in the Scots dialect:

O Flouer o Scotland,

Whan will we see,

Yer like again,

That focht and dee’d for,

Yer wee bit Hill an Glenn,

An stuid agin him,

Prood Edward’s Airmie,

An sent him hamewart,

Tae think again.

The Hills is bare nou,

An Autumn leafs,

Lies thick an still,

Ower land that is tint nou,

That thae sae darlie held,

That stuid agin him,

Prood Edward’s Airmie,

An sent him hamewart,

Tae think again.

Thir days is past nou,

An in the past,

Thay mun remain,

But we can aye rise nou,

An be the naition again,

That stuid agin him,

Prood Edward’s Airmie,

An sent him hamewart,

Tae think again.

...and for the boldest of the bold, here’s them in Gaelic

O Fhlùir na h-Alba,

cuin a chì sinn

an seòrsa laoich

a sheas gu bàs ‘son

am bileag feòir is fraoich,

a sheas an aghaidh

feachd uailleil Iomhair

‘s a ruaig e dhachaidh

air chaochladh smaoin?

Na cnuic tha lomnochd

‘s tha duilleach Foghair

mar bhrat air làr,

am fearann caillte

dan tug na seòid ud gràdh,

a sheas an aghaidh

feachd uailleil Iomhair

‘s a ruaig e dhachaigh

air chaochladh smaoin.

Tha ‘n eachdraidh dùinte

ach air dìochuimhne

chan fheum i bhith,

is faodaidh sinn èirigh

gu bhith nar Rìoghachd a-rìs

a sheas an aghaidh

feachd uailleil Iomhair

‘s a ruaig e dhachaidh

air chaochladh smaoin.