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Swaying tide, caress me |
Seaweed, kelp, and brine |
Deep waters, dark and heaving sea |
No memories, just deep breathing |
No name, no shape nor time |
A dark regret enfolds this shape of mine |
Till the tide turns, the sea calls out once more |
Till the tide turns and the sea calls out once more |
My child, I held you tightly |
I nursed you and I sheltered you |
Safe from all harm and from danger |
I watched you grow so quickly |
Deeply diving, swimming, gliding |
Past the fairy rocks where our kin? slumber |
Till the tide comes, the sea calls out once more |
Till the tide turns and the sea calls out once more |
The storm, it raged for three days |
We sheltered in the bay |
Casting off our calls, we slept undaunted |
When I awoke, I called you |
No answer came to me |
I searched and searched while tears fell down unnumbered |
A distant light was shining |
On Éire's lonely isle |
Looking inside, oh I saw you there a-sleepin' |
On a bed of soft, green ivy |
A couple brimming with pride |
Your silky skin was hanging by your side |
Till the tide turns, the sea calls out once more |
Till the tide turns and the sea calls out once more |
Swaying tide, caress me |
Seaweed, kelp, and brine |
Deep waters, dark and heaving sea |
Seven years have changed then? |
Seven years of trials |
To see you coming back to me, my child. |
Selkie
As recorded by John Doyle on Shadow and Light