Who will Sing with me on Hogmanay?

Question:

Who will Sing with me on Hogmanay?

And sing to Clarte, Auld Lang Syne? Clarte the Aisling (Vision of loveliness in Celtic dreams of muses) celebrates Hogmanay tonight, and I shall drink to her fair thought, and sing the the words of Burns from long ago.

Will you help? Answer yes, and then at midnight's calling, raise your glass, and sing!

Additional Details

6 months ago
The Lyrics: For you who are like me forgetful, here are words, and meanings:

AULD LANG SYNE

Adapted from a traditional song by Robert Burns (1759-96)

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne?

CHORUS:

For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup of kindness yet,
For auld lang syne!

And surely ye'll be your pint-stowp,
And surely I'll be mine,
And we'll tak a cup o kindness yet,
For auld lang syne!

We twa hae run about the braes,
And pou'd the gowans fine,
But we've wander'd monie a weary fit,
Sin auld lang syne.

We twa hae paidl'd in the burn
Frae morning sun till dine,
But seas between us braid hae roar'd
Sin auld lang syne.

And there's a hand my trusty fiere,
And gie's a hand o thine,
And we'll tak a right guid-willie waught,
For auld lang syne

6 months ago
And for those who love words, here are a few meanings for your mesmerizing.

auld lang syne - times gone by
be - pay for
braes - hills
braid - broad
burn - stream
dine - dinner time
fiere - friend
fit - foot
gowans - daisies
guid-willie waught - goodwill drink
monie - many
morning sun - noon
paidl't - paddled
pint-stowp - pint tankard
pou'd - pulled
twa - two

Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:

Then LongShiren, here you are?
Should I copy for you?
The now almost famous (at least, in my head)Lament of Long Shiren?
Or only send you to the blog of a certain Dragon poet?

So, Long Shiren, here it is exactly: 22. 28!
And I have lost so much time
Trying to put that already nearly famous Lament on my blog!

While all the time,
Here at least
Was the proof of some forgiveness...
For my harsh words...

What poets do in the name of words!
The traitors!
I mean the words!

So!
Yes! to Auld Lang Syne,
And yes to Scotland, land of bards...
And neighbouring Erin as famous for its laments
And loudly dances!

I hope you understand about your dark hair?
It is a believe coming from the Irish...
About the Selchies, methinks...

The Selchies of old time,
Also called mermaids and mermen were dark...
The Sir㨮es of the French...
Somehow, due to the Xico-boy ancestors!
Those being sailors and fishers,
Not unlike, my friend.
The Maltese: Corto!

O! I am a bit tired!
If I was not supposed to sing the night away,
I would even welcome my bed!

The meeting of the lovers of words takes its toll on me!
My nights have been full of replies!

So, LongShiren, I thank you for your kind words...
And I thank all the other answerers too!

Let's sing all together!
A la Clart㩠de la Lune et des 㩴oiles dans la forest Broc㩬iande...

To Hogmanay!