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>> [Intro]
>> In Saren town, gayly clad
>> my sweetheart used to sing
>> Far above the parapets,
>> her voice would joyously ring.
>> She sang a song to the dawn,
>> of the ribbons in her hair,
>> and there amongst the golden light she
>> looked so young and fair.
>> My Love she lays so far from me
>> O'er the Maelstrom, O'er the sea
>> One day soon i'll north'ard be
>> I am coming home.
>> Along the streets she gently stepped
>> Her song she sang for all
>> Noble, peasant and gentleman
>> she held them all in 'thrawl
>> Her song could cause a priest to smile and
>> widow's weeping stayed, where
>> she would step the sun would shine and
>> happy children played
>> My Love she lays so far from me
>> O'er the Maelstrom, O'er the sea
>> One day soon i'll north'ard be
>> I am coming home.
>> she came across the docent's lines where
>> they angrily marched, and
>> she sang to them a song of love but
>> they just cruelly laughed.
>> She sang to them of summer time and
>> sunlight in the leaves.
>> Of children laughing at fire side
>> amongst the halls and eaves
>> My Love she lays so far from me
>> O'er the Maelstrom, O'er the sea
>> One day soon i'll north'ard be
>> I am coming home.
>> 'Ware, my love along these halls,
>> these children do not play.
>> They have not live, they have not loved
>> beyond their schoolhouse days.
>> My lovers lost, unto the mob,
>> they've had their wicked way.
>> And where the 'bellion raised it's head
>> her bones they quietly lay
>> Those who took my love from me
>> O'er the Maelstrom, O'er the sea
>> Some day soon you'll turn to see
>> I am coming home
>> Those who took her voice away
>> turned her wonder, to dismay
>> Some day soon i'll make you pay
>> I am coming home
>> I am coming home
>> I am coming home