Текст песни Sule Skerry

An earthly nooris sits and spins
And aye she sings ba lilley wain
Sayin' little ken I my bairn's father
Far less the land that he bides in

And he was there at her bedfoot
And a grumlie guest, I'm sure, 'twas he
Sayin' here am I thy bairn's father
Although I be not comely

I am a man upon the land
And I am a Silkie in the sea
But when I'm far and far frae land
My home it is in Sule Skerry

Then he's taen oot a purse o' gold
And he has thrown it upon her kneeBarbara Dickson - Sule Skerry - http://ru.motolyrics.com/barbara-dickson/sule-skerry-lyrics.html
Sayin' gi tae me my bonny wee son
And tak' thee up thy nooris fee

For it'll come to pass on a summer's day
When the sun shines bright on every stane
That I'll come and tak' my bonny wee son
And teach him how to swim the fame

And you shall marry a gunner good
And a proud gunner, I'm sure he'll be
But the very first shot, that ever he fires
He'll kill both your young son and me

I am a man upon the land
And I am a Silkie in the sea
But when I'm far and far frae land
My home it is in Sule Skerry