Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Fisherman's Song, artist - Silly Wizard. Album song The Best Of Silly Wizard, in the genre Кельтская музыка
Date of issue: 21.05.2006
Record label: Shanachie
Song language: English
The Fisherman's Song |
By the storm-torn shoreline a woman is standing |
The spray strung like jewels in her hair |
And the sea tore the rocks near the desolate landing |
As though it had known she stood there. |
Chorus: |
For she had come down to condemn that wild ocean |
For the murderous loss of her man, |
His boat sailed out on Wednesday morning |
And it’s feared it’s gone down with all hands. |
Oh and white were the wave-caps |
And wild was their parting |
So fierce is the warring of love, |
But she prayed to the gods |
Both of men and of sailors |
Not to cast their cruel nets o’er her love. |
There’s a school on the hill |
Where the songs of dead fathers |
Are led toward tempests and gales, |
Where their God-given wings |
Are clipped close to their bodies, |
And their eyes are bound-'round with ships' sails. |
What force leads a man |
To a life filled with danger |
High on seas or a mile underground? |
It’s when need is his master |
And poverty’s no stranger, |
And there’s no other work to be found. |