Thad lenti í drætti, - 
It was quite a delayad módir mín mig ætti, - 
When my mother had methvi hún var svo gískid grey. - 
But then she's such a slender sort
En læknrinn var sóttur, - 
The doctor was fetchedog loksins ól hún dóttur, - 
And finally her daughter was bornog thád sést ekki sætari mey. - 
And none had ever seen a sweeter girl
En pabbi var sjaálfur, - 
My father spent usuallyá sjónum alltaf hálfur, - 
His time at sea half-drunksvo hann gat ekki lengur sagt nei. - 
But he could not deny me
Fyrst var hann mjög sleginn, - 
At first he was rather shockeden seinna sagdi hann feginn. - 
But then he said, relieved
Ad thad sést ekki sætari mey. - 
None shall ever see a sweeter girl
Sætari mey, - 
Such a sweet girlsætari mey, - 
Such a sweet girlnei thad sést ekki sætari mey. - 
There is no sweeter girl
Og fyrr en mig vardi, - 
Before I knew ithver strákur á mig stardi, - 
Every boy would gaze at meeins og stelpur á gleym-mér-ei. - 
As girls gaze at 
Forget-Me-
NotsTheir fóru ad skjálfa, - 
They'd shiverog sögdu vid sig sjálfa, - 
And say to themselveshún er sorglega stygg, - 
She's hard to get -en mjóg trygg, ad ég hygg, - 
But very loyal, 
I thinkog thad sést ekki sætari mey. - 
And there is no sweeter girlÉg lærdi i bernsku, - 
I learned quite earlyad blikkaá finni ensku, - 
To speak proper 
Englishog min söngrödd var sweet and gay. - 
And my song was sweet and gay
En vestur á landi, - 
But while out westég 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 toad elska* 
Ameríkana, - 
Loving American girlssvo ég kyssti hann og sagdi 
OK. - So I kissed him and said 
OKEn illt var í efni, - 
Then I discovered deceithann var ódamála í svefni, - 
When he spoke in his sleepog thá reyndist hann, - 
And I found outramm islenskt grey. - 
He was very 
Icelandic after all
Islenskt grey, - 
Just a poor 
Icelanderislenskt grey, - 
Just a poor 
Icelandersem ásædist islenska mey. - 
Who wanted an 
Icelandic girl
En nú er önnur öldin, - 
Everything has since changedég dansa kát á kvöldin, - 
Now I go dancing every nightog thiy kalla mig gleym-mér-ei. - 
And boys call me 
Forget-Me-
NotOg piltarnir their skjálfa, - 
And they shivertheir segja vid sig sjálfa, - 
They say to themselvesnei, thú setydir mér blossandi ást. - 
No, you send me currents of love
Thvílíkt hnoss! - 
Such luck!
Thvi thad sést ekki sætari mey. - 
Since there is no sweeter girl.