Bjork a sst ekki stari mey

It got in the way
and my mother had me
because she was so poor
But the doctor was nice
and finally she daughter
and there was no sweeter maiden seen
But dad was himself
always half-hearted
so he could no longer say now ¦
At first he was very smitten
but later he said happily
There is no sweeter maiden to be seen
A sweeter maiden
sweeter maiden
now, there is no sweeter maiden to be seen
And until I was
every boy stared at me
like forget-me-not girls
they started to tremble
and said to themselves:
she is sadly ugly
but very loyal - I think
and there is no sweeter girl
I learned in childhood
blink' in Finnish English
and my song was sweet and gay
But in the west of the country
I got married
It's sad for a virgin
He got into his habit
to love the Americans
so I kissed him and said okay
But it was bad
he was sleepless
And so it turned out he . Age
I dance happily in the evening
and they call me forget-me-not
And the boys tremble
They say ° himself:
well, she sends me a flaming love - especially a kiss!
because there is no sweeter maiden to be seen