The Grey Selchie

	作词 : Traditional, Waters
	In Norwa there sits a maid
	"Byloo, my baby," she begins
	"Little know I my child's father
	For if land or sea he's living in"
	Then there arose at her bed feet
	A grumbly guest, I'm sure it was he
	Saying, "Here am I, thy child's father
	Although that I am not comely
	I am a man upon the land
	I am a selchie in the sea
	And when I am in my own country
	My dwelling is in Suleskerry"
	Then he had taken a purse of gold
	And he hath put it upon her knee
	Saying, "Give to me my little wee son
	And take thee up thy nurse's fee
	It shall come to pass on a summer's day
	When the sun shines hot on every stone
	That I shall take my little wee son
	And teach him for to swim in the foam
	You will marry a gunner good
	And a proud good gunner I'm sure he will be
	But he'll go out on a May morning
	And kill both my wee son and me"
	Loath she did marry a gunner good
	And a proud good gunner, I'm sure it was he
	The very first shot that he did shoot
	He killed the son and the gray selchie
	In Norwa there sits a maid
	"Byloo, my baby," she begins
	"Little know I my child's father
	For if land or sea he's living in"
	In Norwa there sits a maid...

	zuò cí : Traditional, Waters
	In Norwa there sits a maid
	" Byloo, my baby," she begins
	" Little know I my child' s father
	For if land or sea he' s living in"
	Then there arose at her bed feet
	A grumbly guest, I' m sure it was he
	Saying, " Here am I, thy child' s father
	Although that I am not comely
	I am a man upon the land
	I am a selchie in the sea
	And when I am in my own country
	My dwelling is in Suleskerry"
	Then he had taken a purse of gold
	And he hath put it upon her knee
	Saying, " Give to me my little wee son
	And take thee up thy nurse' s fee
	It shall come to pass on a summer' s day
	When the sun shines hot on every stone
	That I shall take my little wee son
	And teach him for to swim in the foam
	You will marry a gunner good
	And a proud good gunner I' m sure he will be
	But he' ll go out on a May morning
	And kill both my wee son and me"
	Loath she did marry a gunner good
	And a proud good gunner, I' m sure it was he
	The very first shot that he did shoot
	He killed the son and the gray selchie
	In Norwa there sits a maid
	" Byloo, my baby," she begins
	" Little know I my child' s father
	For if land or sea he' s living in"
	In Norwa there sits a maid...