Bjork - ?A? S?st Ekki S?tari Mey - Текст песни

Thad lenti ? dr?tti, - It was quite a delay 
ad m?dir m?n mig ?tti, - When my mother had me 
thvi h?n var svo g?skid grey. - But then she's such a slender sort
En l?knrinn var s?ttur, - The doctor was fetched 
og loksins ?l h?n d?ttur, - And finally her daughter was born 
og th?d s?st ekki s?tari mey. - And none had ever seen a sweeter girl
En pabbi var sja?lfur, - My father spent usually 
? sj?num alltaf h?lfur, - His time at sea half-drunk 
svo hann gat ekki lengur sagt nei. - But he could not deny me
Fyrst var hann mj?g sleginn, - At first he was rather shocked 
en seinna sagdi hann feginn. - But then he said, relieved 
Ad thad s?st ekki s?tari mey. - None shall ever see a sweeter girl
S?tari mey, - Such a sweet girl 
s?tari mey, - Such a sweet girl 
nei thad s?st ekki s?tari mey. - There is no sweeter girl
Og fyrr en mig vardi, - Before I knew it 
hver str?kur ? mig stardi, - Every boy would gaze at me 
eins og stelpur ? gleym-m?r-ei. - As girls gaze at Forget-Me-Nots
Their f?ru ad skj?lfa, - They'd shiver 
og s?gdu vid sig sj?lfa, - And say to themselves 
h?n er sorglega stygg, - She's hard to get - 
en mj?g trygg, ad ?g hygg, - But very loyal, I think 
og thad s?st ekki s?tari mey. - And there is no sweeter girl
?g l?rdi i bernsku, - I learned quite early 
ad blikka? finni ensku, - To speak proper English 
og min s?ngr?dd var sweet and gay. - And my song was sweet and gay
En vestur ? landi, - But while out west 
?g lenti ? hj?nabandi. - I stumbled into marriage 
Thad er sorglegt fyrir sidpr?da mey - It was sad for such a nice girl
Hann lagdi ? sinn vana, - He was used to 
ad elska* Amer?kana, - Loving American girls 
svo ?g kyssti hann og sagdi OK. - So I kissed him and said OK
En illt var ? efni, - Then I discovered deceit 
hann var ?dam?la ? svefni, - When he spoke in his sleep 
og th? 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 ?s?dist islenska mey. - Who wanted an Icelandic girl
En n? er ?nnur ?ldin, - Everything has since changed 
?g dansa k?t ? kv?ldin, - Now I go dancing every night 
og thiy kalla mig gleym-m?r-ei. - And boys call me Forget-Me-Not
Og piltarnir their skj?lfa, - And they shiver 
their segja vid sig sj?lfa, - They say to themselves 
nei, th? setydir m?r blossandi ?st. - No, you send me currents of love 
Thv?l?kt hnoss! - Such luck!
Thvi thad s?st ekki s?tari mey. - Since there is no sweeter girl.