Should old acquaintance be forgotten and never brought to mind? Should old acquaintance be forgot?

And Old Lingzine. For Old Lingzine, my dear, for Old Lingine, we'll take a cup of kindness yet for Old Lingzine.

And surely you'll buy your pint cup and surely I'll buy mine.

And we'll take a cup of kindness yet for Old Lingzine.

We too have run about the slopes and picked the daisies fine, but we've wondered many a weary

foot since O'Lenggne. We too have battled in the stream for morning sun till dine,

but seas between us broad have roared since O-leng-zine.

And there's a hand, my trusty friend, and give me a handle thine,

and will take a right goodwill drought for old-ling-zine.

Ah, the song everyone sings sings until the third sentence as we fumble our way through the rest of the melody.

During soccer games in the Netherlands, the crowd will actually burst into the song mid-play.

Bizarre, I know.

The lyrics have been replaced with Véharden-Fadenfan Orrani, and I apologize to the Dutch, but it means we love

orange, but the melody is through and through Oling Zine. In Japan, Olinzine is a traditional

song about fireflies.

And until 1948, it was South Korea's national anthem.

Even Beethoven wrote an arrangement of Olen-Ling-Zine as part of his 12 Scottish folk songs from 1814.

You can find it on YouTube, as it's incredibly beautiful, actually, and I had no idea,

and was today years old when I first heard this arrangement. In the States, it's best known

for the celebration of a new year. Olinge-Legne literally translates to old, long sense, and basically means days gone by, or for old time's

sake.

In a roundabout way, it's a song asking you to remember people of your past and raise a toast

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