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A little bird in the air / Is singing of Thyri the fair, / The sister of Svend the Dane; / And the song of the garrulous bird / In the streets of the town is heard, / And repeated again and again. / Hoist up your sails of silk, / And flee away from each other.
To King Burislaf, it is said, / Was the beautiful Thyri wed, / And a sorrowful bride went she; / And after a week and a day, / She has fled away and away, / From his town by the stormy sea. / Hoist up your sails of silk, / And flee away from each other.