Aנ Sיst Ekki Sזtari Mey

by Better Than Ezra

Thad lenti ם drזtti, - It was quite a delay
ad mףdir mםn mig זtti, - When my mother had me
thvi hתn var svo gםskid grey. - But then she's such a slender sort
En lזknrinn var sףttur, - The doctor was fetched
og loksins ףl hתn dףttur, - And finally her daughter was born
og thבd sיst ekki sזtari mey. - And none had ever seen a sweeter girl
En pabbi var sjaבlfur, - My father spent usually
ב sjףnum alltaf hבlfur, - His time at sea half-drunk
svo hann gat ekki lengur sagt nei. - But he could not deny me
Fyrst var hann mjצg sleginn, - At first he was rather shocked
en seinna sagdi hann feginn. - But then he said, relieved
Ad thad sיst ekki sזtari mey. - None shall ever see a sweeter girl
Sזtari mey, - Such a sweet girl
sזtari mey, - Such a sweet girl
nei thad sיst ekki sזtari mey. - There is no sweeter girl
Og fyrr en mig vardi, - Before I knew it
hver strבkur ב mig stardi, - Every boy would gaze at me
eins og stelpur ב gleym-mיr-ei. - As girls gaze at Forget-Me-Nots
Their fףru ad skjבlfa, - They'd shiver
og sצgdu vid sig sjבlfa, - And say to themselves
hתn er sorglega stygg, - She's hard to get -
en mjףg trygg, ad יg hygg, - But very loyal, I think
og thad sיst ekki sזtari mey. - And there is no sweeter girl
ֹg lזrdi i bernsku, - I learned quite early
ad blikkaב finni ensku, - To speak proper English
og min sצngrצdd var sweet and gay. - And my song was sweet and gay
En vestur ב landi, - But while out west
יg lenti ם hjףnabandi. - I stumbled into marriage
Thad er sorglegt fyrir sidprתda mey - It was sad for such a nice girl
Hann lagdi ם sinn vana, - He was used to
ad elska* Amerםkana, - Loving American girls
svo יg kyssti hann og sagdi OK. - So I kissed him and said OK
En illt var ם efni, - Then I discovered deceit
hann var ףdamבla ם svefni, - When he spoke in his sleep
og thב 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 בsזdist islenska mey. - Who wanted an Icelandic girl
En nת er צnnur צldin, - Everything has since changed
יg dansa kבt ב kvצldin, - Now I go dancing every night
og thiy kalla mig gleym-mיr-ei. - And boys call me Forget-Me-Not
Og piltarnir their skjבlfa, - And they shiver
their segja vid sig sjבlfa, - They say to themselves
nei, thת setydir mיr blossandi בst. - No, you send me currents of love
Thvםlםkt hnoss! - Such luck!
Thvi thad sיst ekki sזtari mey. - Since there is no sweeter girl.