Luyện nghe bài hát Þad Sést Ekki Sætari Mey

Thad lenti drtti, - It was quite a
ad mn mig tti, - When my mother had me
thvi hn var svo gskid grey. - But then she's such a slender
En lknrinn var sttur, - The doctor was
og loksins l hn dttur, - And finally her daughter was
og thd sst stari mey. - And none had ever seen a sweeter girl
En pabbi var sjalfur, - My father usually
sjnum alltaf hlfur, - His at sea half-drunk
svo hann gat ekki sagt nei. - But he could not deny me
Fyrst var mjg sleginn, - At first he was rather shocked
en sagdi hann feginn. - But then he said, relieved
Ad thad sst ekki stari mey. - None ever see a sweeter girl
Stari mey, - Such a sweet
stari mey, - Such a girl
nei thad sst ekki mey. - There is no sweeter girl
Og fyrr en mig vardi, - I knew it
hver strkur mig stardi, - boy would gaze at me
eins og stelpur gleym-mr-ei. - As gaze at Forget-Me-Nots
Their fru ad skjlfa, - shiver
og sgdu vid sig sjlfa, - And say to
hn er sorglega stygg, - hard to get -
en mjg trygg, ad g hygg, - But loyal, I think
og sst ekki stari mey. - And there is no sweeter girl
g lrdi i bernsku, - I learned quite
ad blikka finni ensku, - To speak English
og min var sweet and gay. - And my song was sweet and gay
En vestur landi, - But while out
g lenti hjnabandi. - I into 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 hann og sagdi OK. - So I kissed him and said OK
En illt var efni, - Then I deceit
hann var svefni, - When he spoke in his sleep
og th hann, - And I found out
ramm islenskt grey. - He was very Icelandic all
Islenskt grey, - Just a poor
islenskt grey, - Just a Icelander
sem sdist islenska mey. - Who wanted an Icelandic
En n er ldin, - Everything has since changed
g dansa kt kvldin, - Now I go every night
og thiy mig gleym-mr-ei. - And boys call me Forget-Me-Not
Og their skjlfa, - And they shiver
segja vid sig sjlfa, - They say to themselves
nei, th setydir mr blossandi st. - No, you send me currents of
Thvlkt hnoss! - luck!
Thvi thad sst stari mey. - Since there is no sweeter girl.