Thad lenti í drćtti, - It was quite a delay
Ad módir mín mig ćtti, - When my mother had me
Thvi hún var svo gískid grey. - But then she's such a slender sort
En lćknrinn var sóttur, - The doctor was fetched
Og loksins ól hún dóttur, - And finally her daughter was born
Og thád sést ekki sćtari mey. - And none had ever seen a sweeter girl
En pabbi var sjaálfur, - My father spent usually
Á sjónum alltaf hálfur, - His time at sea half-drunk
Svo hann gat ekki lengur sagt nei. - But he could not deny me
Fyrst var hann mjög sleginn, - At first he was rather shocked
En seinna sagdi hann feginn. - But then he said, relieved
Ad thad sést ekki sćtari mey. - None shall ever see a sweeter girl
Sćtari mey, - Such a sweet girl
Sćtari mey, - Such a sweet girl
Nei thad sést ekki sćtari mey. - There is no sweeter girl
Og fyrr en mig vardi, - Before I knew it
Hver strákur á mig stardi, - Every boy would gaze at me
Eins og stelpur á gleym-mér-ei. - As girls gaze at Forget-Me-Nots
Their fóru ad skjálfa, - They'd shiver
Og sögdu vid sig sjálfa, - And say to themselves
Hún er sorglega stygg, - She's hard to get -
En mjóg trygg, ad ég hygg, - But very loyal, I think
Og thad sést ekki sćtari mey. - And there is no sweeter girl
Ég lćrdi I bernsku, - I learned quite early
Ad blikkaá finni ensku, - To speak proper English
Og min söngrödd var sweet and gay. - And my song was sweet and gay
En vestur á landi, - But while out west
Ég lenti í hjónabandi. - I stumbled into marriage
Thad er sorglegt fyrir sidprúda mey - It was sad for such a nice girl
Hann lagdi í sinn vana, - He was used to
Ad elska* Ameríkana, - Loving American girls
Svo ég kyssti hann og sagdi OK. - So I kissed him and said OK
En illt var í efni, - Then I discovered deceit
Hann var ódamála í svefni, - When he spoke in his sleep
Og thá 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 ásćdist islenska mey. - Who wanted an Icelandic girl
En nú er önnur öldin, - Everything has since changed
Ég dansa kát á kvöldin, - Now I go dancing every night
Og thiy kalla mig gleym-mér-ei. - And boys call me Forget-Me-Not
Og piltarnir their skjálfa, - And they shiver
Their segja vid sig sjálfa, - They say to themselves
Nei, thú setydir mér blossandi ást. - No, you send me currents of love
Thvílíkt hnoss! - Such luck!
Thvi thad sést ekki sćtari mey. - Since there is no sweeter girl.
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