Dinnae Fear The Reaper

Dinnae fear the reaper fur he comes to claim us aw

Insteid be watchin’ oot fur aw his pals

Folk that bend the bedsprings tae deliver rancid laws

Sleekit basturts plyin’ poverty, their cause

Dinnae fear the furriners, the enemy’s within

Malicious ae intent an’ rank deceit

Peddlers ae false prophecies, by diff’rent name, well kent

An’ aw wur human rights ur nigh oan spent

Dinnae jist ignore the news fae biased media

The Daily Heil an’ aw assorted rags

Gie evidence that challenges their version ae the truth

Boycott the advertisers, facilitators ae uncouth

Dinnae fret the sickle that threshed oot 2’16

When yer tea is oot it’s oot an’ that’s a fact

Insteid be giein’ comfort an’ support tae aw who need

An’ mibbe keep wur eyes oan selfish greed

Dinnae travel backwards thru’ pink-tinted specs that lie

Halycon, aye tainted, when it’s spied

Present circumstances an’ the future ae man clan

In ’17, c’moan, let’s dae the best we can

Dinnae dae resolvin’ if it’s only fur yersel’

Yer doomed tae fail, ah know, ah’ve done it tae

Plan a bit mair simple, fight the good fight fur wur race

An’ sock the reaper’s helpers in the face

Dinnae fear the reaper, tho’ his games an’ choices suck

Play inventit as he gangs alang

It’s the temperamental, bogus, twistit cheats that love his name

That really dish oot grief wi’ wars and pain

Noo, dinnae ye be fashing ‘boot the year that’s oan its wie

Doom an’ gloom, catastrophe, that ilk

There’s mair ae us than them an’, wi’ action, keep the heid

Enguard tae reaper’s helpers, wur no’ deid

 

 

Don’t fear the reaper for he comes to claim us all

Instead be watching out for all his friends

Folk who bend the bedsprings to deliver rancid laws

Sly bastards, plying poverty, their cause

Don’t fear the foreigners, the enemy’s within

Malicious of intent and rank deceit

Peddlers of false prophecies, by different name, well known

And all our human rights are nearly gone

Don’t just ignore the news from biased media

The Daily Heil and all assorted rags

Give evidence that challenges their version of the truth

Boycott the advertisers, facilitators of uncouth

Don’t fret the sickle that threshed out 2’16

When your time is up it’s up and that’s a fact

Instead be giving comfort and support to all who need

And maybe keep our eyes on selfish greed

Don’t travel backwards through pink-tinted specs that lie

Halcyon, always tainted, when it’s spied

Present circumstances and the future of mankind

In ’17, come on, let’s do the best we can

Don’t do resolving if it’s only for yourself

It’s doomed to fail, I know, I’ve done that too

Plan a bit simpler, fight the good fight for our race

And punch the reaper’s helpers in the face 

Don’t fear the reaper though his games and choices suck

Play invented as he goes along

It’s the temperamental, bogus, twisted cheats that love his name

That really dish out grief with wars and pain

Now, don’t be worrying about the year that’s on its way

Doom and gloom, catastrophe, that ilk

There’s more of us than them and, with action, keep the head

Enguard, to reaper’s helpers, we’re not dead

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18 thoughts on “Dinnae Fear The Reaper”

    1. Ahm aff school so proper’s oot the windae, Chris. 😉 I wasn’t sure how well it would be understood hence the translation. Maybe should have done that for ‘Jist The Wan Rid Threid’ the other day. For some reason, the vernacular’s appealing to me the last few days. Glad you enjoyed it and, like you, I hope we can act together for some common good. We’ve certainly been making a hash of it this past year. Resolving to do much better. Enguard!
      I can feel a musketeer poem coming on. 🙂

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      1. Ha, ha! I guess the translations might help for those not familiar with your mother tongue – there’s even the odd word I have to think twice about – but I do think it adds gravitas. I’m back to work on Tuesday, so I’d better turn my mind to the wee bairns (see, I’m trying) over the weekend. Enjoy hogmanay!

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