Then up and started our guidwife,
Gied three skips on the floor:
Gudeman ye've spoke the foremost word,
Get up and bar the door.
The Sea, the Sea.
The sea, the sea, the open sea,
The blue, the fresh, the ever free,
Without a mark. without a bound,
It runneth the earth's wide regions round.
It plays with the clouds it mocks the skies,
Or like a cradled creature lies,
I'm on the sea I'm on the sea,
I an where I would ever be
With the blue above and the blue below
And silence wheresoe'er I go.
If a storm should come and awake the deep
(what matter what matter I shall ride and sleep)
I love O how I love to ride
On the fierce foaming bursting tide
when every mad wave drowns the moon
Or whistles aloft hiş tempest tune,
And tells how goeth the world below
And why the sou-west blast doth blow,
I never was on the dull tame shore
But I loved the great sea more and more,
And backwards flew tơ her billowy breast,
Like a bird that seekėth its rothers nest
And a mother she was and is to me.
(For I was born was börn on the open sea)
