Текст песни «Bj? Rk - A Sest Ekki Stari Mey»

Thad lenti i drtti, - It was quite a delay

ad modir min mig tti, - When my mother had me

thvi hun var svo giskid grey. - But then she's such a slender sort

En lknrinn var sottur, - The doctor was fetched

og loksins ol hun dottur, - And finally her daughter was born

og thad sest ekki stari mey. - And none had ever seen a sweeter girl

En pabbi var sjaalfur, - My father spent usually

a sjonum alltaf halfur, - His time at sea half-drunk

svo hann gat ekki lengur sagt nei. - But he could not deny me

Fyrst var hann mjog sleginn, - At first he was rather shocked

en seinna sagdi hann feginn. - But then he said, relieved

Ad thad sest ekki stari mey. - None shall ever see a sweeter girl

Stari mey, - Such a sweet girl

stari mey, - Such a sweet girl

nei thad sest ekki stari mey. - There is no sweeter girl

Og fyrr en mig vardi, - Before I knew it

hver strakur a mig stardi, - Every boy would gaze at me

eins og stelpur a gleym-mer-ei. - As girls gaze at Forget-Me-Nots

Their foru ad skjalfa, - They'd shiver

og sogdu vid sig sjalfa, - And say to themselves

hun er sorglega stygg, - She's hard to get -

en mjog trygg, ad eg hygg, - But very loyal, I think

og thad sest ekki stari mey. - And there is no sweeter girl

eg lrdi i bernsku, - I learned quite early

ad blikkaa finni ensku, - To speak proper English

og min songrodd var sweet and gay. - And my song was sweet and gay

En vestur a landi, - But while out west

eg lenti i hjonabandi. - I stumbled into marriage

Thad er sorglegt fyrir sidpruda mey - It was sad for such a nice girl

Hann lagdi i sinn vana, - He was used to

ad elska* Amerikana, - Loving American girls

svo eg kyssti hann og sagdi OK. - So I kissed him and said OK

En illt var i efni, - Then I discovered deceit

hann var odamala i svefni, - When he spoke in his sleep

og tha reyndist hann, - And I found out

ramm islenskt grey. - He was very Icelandic after all

Islenskt grey, - Just a poor Icelander

islenskt grey, - Just a poor Icelander

sem asdist islenska mey. - Who wanted an Icelandic girl

En nu er onnur oldin, - Everything has since changed

eg dansa kat a kvoldin, - Now I go dancing every night

og thiy kalla mig gleym-mer-ei. - And boys call me Forget-Me-Not

Og piltarnir their skjalfa, - And they shiver

their segja vid sig sjalfa, - They say to themselves

nei, thu setydir mer blossandi ast. - No, you send me currents of love

Thvilikt hnoss! - Such luck!

Thvi thad sest ekki stari mey. - Since there is no sweeter girl.