He’s gone to the sea and far away,

With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan;

And he’s stayed for seven lang years and a day,

And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie:

Seven lang years by land and sea,

With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan;

And he’s aften looked how his ring may be,

And the birk and the broom blooms bonnie.

One day when he looked this ring upon,