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,