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(gainst who)
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,
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's army,
And sent him hameward
Tae think again
Those days are past 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 hameward,
Tae Think again