Luyện nghe bài hát Þad Sést Ekki Sætari Mey

Thad drtti, - It was quite a delay
ad mdir mn mig tti, - my mother had me
thvi hn var svo gskid grey. - But then such a slender sort
En var sttur, - The doctor was fetched
og loksins l hn dttur, - And finally her daughter was
og thd sst ekki stari mey. - And none had ever seen a sweeter
En pabbi var sjalfur, - My spent usually
alltaf hlfur, - His time at sea half-drunk
svo hann gat ekki lengur sagt nei. - But he could not me
Fyrst var mjg sleginn, - At first he was rather shocked
en seinna sagdi feginn. - But then he said, relieved
Ad thad sst ekki stari mey. - shall ever see a sweeter girl
Stari mey, - Such a sweet
stari mey, - a sweet girl
nei thad sst ekki stari mey. - There is no sweeter
Og fyrr en mig vardi, - I knew it
strkur mig stardi, - Every boy would gaze at me
eins og gleym-mr-ei. - As girls gaze at Forget-Me-Nots
fru ad skjlfa, - They'd shiver
og vid sig sjlfa, - And say to themselves
hn er sorglega stygg, - She's to get -
en mjg trygg, ad g hygg, - But very loyal, I
og sst ekki stari mey. - And there is no sweeter girl
g lrdi i bernsku, - I quite early
ad blikka finni ensku, - To proper English
og min sngrdd var sweet and gay. - And my was sweet and gay
En vestur landi, - But while out
g lenti hjnabandi. - I stumbled marriage
er sorglegt fyrir sidprda mey - It was sad for such a nice girl
Hann lagdi vana, - He was used to
ad elska* Amerkana, - Loving American
svo g kyssti hann og OK. - So I kissed him and said OK
En illt var efni, - Then I deceit
hann var damla svefni, - When he spoke in his
og th reyndist hann, - And I out
ramm islenskt grey. - He was very after all
Islenskt grey, - Just a poor
islenskt grey, - Just a Icelander
sem sdist islenska mey. - Who wanted an girl
En n er nnur ldin, - Everything has since
g dansa kt kvldin, - Now I go every night
og kalla mig gleym-mr-ei. - And boys call me Forget-Me-Not
Og piltarnir skjlfa, - And they shiver
their vid sig sjlfa, - They say to themselves
nei, th setydir mr blossandi st. - No, you send me currents of
hnoss! - Such luck!
Thvi thad sst stari mey. - Since there is no sweeter girl.