Here I sit and here I sing
And await the night that's closing in
Little know I my bairn's father
(?) the land that he dwells in
He came one night into my bed
Both rough and smooth was he
Saying
Will you take me for a lover
For your husband I ne'er can be
I am a man upon the land
And I am a selkie on the sea
And when I'm far, far from land
My home
It is in Skule Skerry
It shall come to pass on a summer's day
When the sun shines down on ever stone
I'll come to fetch my little son
And teach him to swim all in the foam
And a fine young man you shall marry
A fine young man I'm sure he'll be
And the very first time he goes a-hunting
He'll shoot my little son and me
Here I sit and here I sing
And await the night that's closing in
Little know I my bairn's father
But it's with him my sorrows did begin
