There lived a gentleman on Sartavalla Island
He sold his daughter off for a half a loaf of bread
May you wander the land of the Jews
The sailors cast their oars overboard
The beautiful virgin she wrings her hands
till they bleed
Oh my dear sailors wait a moment
For Isee my brother coming in the rosy grove
Oh my dear brother you haven´t more
than two shimmering horses
One you can sell, and release me again
I do not want to wander in the lands of the Jews
Oh yes I have only two shimmering horses
But neither can I sell to release you again
May you come to wander in the lands of the Jews
The sailors cast their oars overboard
The beautiful virgin she wrings her hands
Till they bleed
Oh my dear sailors wait a moment
For I see my loved one coming in the rosy grove
Oh my dear one, you haven´t more
Than two golden rings
One you can sell and release me again
I do not wander in the lands of the Jews
I haven´t more than two golden rings
One shall I sell, the other shall you have
You won´t be wandering in the land of the Jews |