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I am my mother's savage daughter

The one who runs barefoot

Cursing sharp stones

I am my mother's savage daughter

I will not cut my hair

I will not lower my voice

My mother's child is a savage

She looks for her omens in the colors of stones

In the faces of cats, in the falling of feathers

In the dancing of fire

In the curve of old bones

I am my mother's savage daughter

The one who runs barefoot

Cursing sharp stones

I am my mother's savage daughter

I will not cut my hair

I will not lower my voice

My mother's child dancеs in darkness

She sings heathеn songs

By the light of the moon

And watches the stars and renames the planets

And dreams she can reach them

With a song and a broom

I am my mother's savage daughter

The one who runs barefoot

Cursing sharp stones

I am my mother's savage daughter

I will not cut my hair

I will not lower my voice

We are all brought forth out of darkness

Into this world, through blood and through pain

And deep in our bones, the old songs are waking

So sing them with voices of thunder and rain

We are our mother's savage daughters

The ones who run barefoot

Cursing sharp stones

We are our mother's savage daughters

We will not cut our hair

We will not lower our voice

We are our mother's savage daughters

The ones who run barefoot

Cursing sharp stones

We are our mother's savage daughters

We will not cut our hair

We will not lower our voice

We are our mother's savage daughters

The ones who run barefoot

Cursing sharp stones

We are our mother's savage daughters

We will not cut our hair

We will not lower our voice

Watch that old fire as it flickers and dies

That once blessed the household and lit up our lives

It shone for the friends and the clinking of glasses

I'll tend to the flame; you can worship the ashes

Capture the wild things and bring them in line

And own what was never your right to confine

The lives and the loves and the songs are what matters

I'll tend to the flame; you can worship the ashes

Do you feel heavy? Your eyes drop with grief

Your spirit is wild and your suffering is brief

So never you buckle and bend to the masses

I'll tend to the flame; you can worship the ashes

Get round the fire with a glass of strong ale

And tell us a story from beyond the pale

Bury some seeds and expect some strong branches

I'll tend to the flame; you can worship the ashes

Now show me a man that can meet all his needs

For what we need most now is unity's seed:

A common old song for all creeds and all classes

I'll tend to the flame; you can worship the ashes

I'll tend to the flame...

What will we do when the world it is ending

And time it is halted for friend and for foe?

Try to hold on to the time as it passes

I'll tend to the flame; you can worship the ashes

I'll tend to the flame; you can worship the ashes

I'll tend to the flame; you can worship the ashes

A young man walked through the forest

With his quiver and hunting bow

He heard a young girl singing

And followed the sound below

There he found the maiden

Who lives in the willow

He called to her as she listened

From a ring of toadstools red

"Come with me, my maiden

Come from thy willow bed"

She looked at him serenely

And only shook her head

See me now, a ray of light in the moondance

See me now, I cannot leave this place

Hear me now, a strain of song in the forest

Don't ask me, to follow where you lead

A young man walked through the forest

With a flower and coat of green

His love had hair like fire

Her eyes an emerald sheen

She wrapped herself in beauty

So young and so serene

He stood there under the willow

And he gave her the yellow bloom

"Girl, my heart you've captured

Oh, I would be your groom"

She said she'd wed him never

Not near, nor far, nor soon

See me now, a ray of light in the moondance

See me now, I cannot leave this place

Hear me now, a strain of song in the forest

Don't ask me, to follow where you lead

Follow where you lead

A young man walked through the forest

With an axe sharp as a knife

"I'll take the green-eyed fairy

And she shall be my wife

With her I'll raise my children

With her I'll live my life"

The maiden wept when she heard him

When he said he'd set her free

He took his axe and used it

To bring down her ancient tree

"Now your willow's fallen

Now you belong to me"

See me now, a ray of light in the moondance

See me now, I cannot leave this place

Hear me now, a strain of song in the forest

Don't ask me, to follow where you lead'

She followed him out the forest

And collapsed upon the earth

Her feet had walked but a distance

From the green land of her birth

She faded into a flower

That would bloom for one bright eve

He could not take from the forest

What was never meant to leave

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme

Remember me to one who lives there

She once was a true love of mine

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt

On the side of a hill, in the deep forest green

Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme

Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested ground

Without no seams nor needle work

Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain

Then she'll be a true love of mine

Sleeps unaware of the clarion call

Tell her to find me an acre of land

On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Washes the grave with silvery tears

Between the salt water and the sea strands

A soldier cleans and polishes a gun

Then she'll be a true love of mine

Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather

War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions

Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme

Generals order their soldiers to kill

And gather it all in a bunch of heather

And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten

Then she'll be a true love of mine

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme

Remember me to one who lives there

She once was a true love of mine

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

And in that bog there was a marsh

A rare marsh, a Fenland marsh

The marsh in the bog

In the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

And in that marsh there was a pond

A rare pond, a Fenland pond

The pond in the marsh

And the marsh in the bog

In the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

And in that pond there was a dam

A rare dam, a Fenland dam

The dam in the pond

The pond in the marsh

And the marsh in the bog

In the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

And on that dam there was a beaver

A rare beaver, a Fenland beaver

The beaver on the dam

The dam in the pond

The pond in the marsh

And the marsh in the bog

In the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

And on that beaver there was a turtle

A rare turtle, a Fenland turtle

The turtle on the beaver

The beaver on the dam

The dam in the pond

The pond in the marsh

And the marsh in the bog

In the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

And on that turtle there was a toad

A rare toad, a Fenland toad

The toad on the turtle

The turtle on the beaver

The beaver on the dam

The dam in the pond

The pond in the marsh

And the marsh in the bog

In the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

And in that toad there was a heart

A rare heart, a Fenland heart

The heart in the toad

The toad on the turtle

The turtle on the beaver

The beaver on the dam

The dam in the pond

The pond in the marsh

And the marsh in the bog

In the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

And in that heart there was the Goddess

A rare Goddess, a Fenland Goddess

The Goddess in the heart

The heart in the toad

The toad on the turtle

The turtle on the beaver

The beaver on the dam

The dam in the pond

The pond in the marsh

And the marsh in the bog

In the bog down in the valley-o

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

Ho, fo, the Fenland bog

The bog down in the valley-o

What shall we do when we meet the hunter?

What shall we do when we meet the hunter?

What shall we do when we meet the hunter?

When he comes to take us

Fight him to the end for every moment.

Fight him to the end for every moment.

Fight him to the end for every moment

When he comes to take us

Ooo ray we'll be so joyful

Ooo ray we'll be so joyful

Ooo ray we'll be so joyful

When he comes to take us

What shall we do when we meet the hunter?

What shall we do when we meet the hunter?

What shall we do when we meet the hunter?

 When he comes to take us

Show him how we've changed since we Felt the forgeborn

Show him how we've changed since we Felt the forgeborn

Show him how we've changed since we Felt the forgeborn

When he comes to take us

Ooo ray we'll be so joyful

Ooo ray we'll be so joyful

Ooo ray we'll be so joyful

When he comes to take us

What shall we do when we meet the hunter?

What shall we do when we meet the hunter?

What shall we do when we meet the hunter? 

When he comes to take us

Take him by the hand and Greet the Goddess

Take him by the hand and Greet the Goddess

Take him by the hand and Greet the Goddess

When he comes to take us

Ooo ray we'll be so joyful

Ooo ray we'll be so joyful

Ooo ray we'll be so joyful

When he comes to take us

Cold: the air and water flowing

Hard: the land we call our home

Push to keep the dark from coming

Feel the weight of what we owe

This: the song of sons and daughters

Hide the heart of who we are

Making peace to build our future

Strong, united, working 'till we fall

Cold: the air and water flowing

Hard: the land we call our home

Push to keep the dark from coming

Feel the weight of what we owe

This: the song of sons and daughters

Hide the heart of who we are

Making peace to build our future

Strong, united, working 'till we fall

And we all lift, and we're all adrift together, together

Through the cold mist, 'till we're lifeless together, together

Cold: the air and water flowing

Hard: the land we call our home

Push to keep the dark from coming

Feel the weight of what we owe

This: the song of sons and daughters

Hide the heart of who we are

Making peace to build our future

Strong, united, working 'till we fall

And we all lift, and we're all adrift together, together

Through the cold mist, 'till we're lifeless together, together

Oh, I bid farewell to the port and the land

And I paddle away from Brave England's white sands

To search for my long ago forgotten friends

To search for the place I hear all sailors end

As the souls of the dead fill the space of my mind

I’ll search without sleeping till peace I can find

I fear not the weather, I fear not the sea

I remember the fallen, do they think of me?

When their bones in the ocean forever will be

Plot a course to the night, to a place I once knew

To a place where my hope died along with my crew

So I swallow my grief and face life's final test

To find promise of peace and the solace of rest

As the souls of the dead fill the space of my ears

Their laughter like children, their beckoning cheers

My heart longs to join them, sing songs of the sea

I remember the fallen, do they think of me?

When their bones in the ocean forever will be

When at last before my ghostly shipmates I stand

I shed a small tear for my home upon land

Though their eyes speak of deaths filled with struggle and strife

Their smiles below say I don't owe them my life

As the souls of the dead fill the space of my eyes

And my boat listed over and tried to capsize

I’m this far from drowning, this far from the sea

I remember the living, do they think of me?

When my bones in the ocean forever will be

Now that I'm staring down at the darkest abyss

I'm not sure what I want, but I don't think it's this

As my comrades call to stand fast and forge on

I make sail for the dawn till the darkness has gone

As the souls of the dead live fore'er in my mind

As I live all the years that they left me behind

I'll stay on the shore but still gaze at the sea

I remember the fallen and they think of me

For our souls in the ocean together will be

I remember the fallen and they think of me

For our souls in the ocean together will be

Down in the deep

Where the dragon used to sleep

Glorious gold

Glimmers in our home of old

Dark as the night

Where the day has lost its light

When the hammer falls

When the hammer falls

And it sounds through the halls

When the hammer falls

Freeing treasures from the walls

When the hammer strikes

And the kingdom comes to life

When the hammer pounds

Like the thunder underground

When the hammer falls

When the hammer falls

Of legend and myth

Is the craft of the smith

The molten metal poured

And pounded into sword

From the fire is made

Every dwarven axe and blade

When the hammer falls

When the hammer falls

Forging weapons for all

When the hammer falls

Songs of battle fill the halls

When the hammer flies

Lines of armored dwarves arise

With the hammer's roar

We go marching off to war!

When the hammer falls

When the hammer falls

The orcs came to our land

And we fought them hand to hand

Sweat and blood

Turned the ground to mud

Dwarf and orc in strife

Sought to vanquish every life

When the hammer falls

When the hammer falls

Back our enemy crawls

When the hammer quakes

Orcish cowards’ bones will break

When the hammer cracks

And it beats their armies back

When the hammer's boom

Sends the monsters to their doom

When the hammer falls

When the hammer falls

When the hammer falls

Then our victory calls

When the hammer falls

Songs of glory fill the halls

When the hammer flies

Mighty heroes now arise

With the hammer's sound

Live the dwarves down underground

When the hammer falls

When the hammer falls

I am a poor wayfaring stranger

Travelling through this world of woe

There is no sickness, toil or danger

In that fair land to which I go

I'm going home to see my Mother

I'm going home no more to roam

I'm just going to Her Garden

I'm just going to Her home

I know dark clouds will hover on me

I know my path is rough and steep

But golden fields lie out before me

Where weary eyes no more shall weep

I'm going home to see my Father

I'm going home no more to roam

I'm just going to His Garden

I'm just going to His home

I'll soon be free from every trial

This form shall rest beneath the sun

I'll drop the cross of self-denial

And enter in at home with Gods

I'm going home to meet my Teacher

I'm going home no more to roam

I'm just going to Their Garden

I'm just going to Their home

I'm going home to meet my Family

I'm going home no more to roam

I'm just going to Our Garden

I'm just going to Our Home

There will come a soldier

Who carries a mighty sword

He will tear your city down, oh lei oh lai oh Lord

Oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh Lord

He will tear your city down, oh lei oh lai oh Lord

There will come a poet

Whose weapon is His word

He will slay you with His tongue, oh lei oh lai oh Lord

Oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh Lord

He will slay you with His tongue, oh lei oh lai oh Lord

There will come a ruler

Whose brow is laid in thorn

Smeared with oil like David's boy, oh lei oh lai oh Lord

Oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh Lord

Smeared with oil like David's boy, oh lei oh lai oh Lord

Oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh Lord

He will tear your city down, oh lei oh lai... oh

Oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh lai, oh

Oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh lai, oh

Oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh lai, oh

My mother told me

Someday I will buy

Galleys with good oars

Sail to distant shores

Stand up on the prow

Noble barque I steer

Steady course to the haven

Hew many foe-men

Hew many foe-men

My mother told me

Someday I will buy

Galleys with good oars

Sail to distant shores

Stand up on the prow

Noble barque I steer

Steady course to the haven

Hew many foe-men

Hew many foe-men

My mother told me

Someday I will buy (buy)

Galleys with good oars

Sail to distant shores

Stand up on the prow

Noblе barque I steer

(Steady) Steady coursе to the haven

Hew many foe-men

Hew many foe-men

My mother told me

Someday I will buy (buy)

Galleys with good oars

Sail to distant shores

Stand up on the prow

Noble barque I steer

(Steady) Steady course to the haven

Hew many foe-men

Hew many foe-men

Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing

Onward the sailors cry

Carry the lad that's born to be king

Over the sea to Skye

Loud the wind howls

Loud the waves roar

Thunderclaps rend the air

Baffled our foes

Stand by the shore

Follow they will not dare

Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing

Onward the sailors cry

Carry the lad that's born to be king

Over the sea to Skye

Many's the lad fought on that day

Well the claymore did wield

When the night came

Silently lain

Dead on Colloden field

Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing

Onward the sailors cry

Carry the lad that's born to be king

Over the sea to Skye

Though the waves heave

Soft will ye sleep

Ocean's a royal bed

Rocked in the deep

Flora will keep

Watch by your weary head

Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing

Onward the sailors cry

Carry the lad that's born to be king

Over the sea to Skye

These scars long have yearned for your tender caress

To bind our fortunes, damn what the stars own

Rend my heart open, then your love profess

A winding, weaving fate to which we both atone

You flee my dream come the morning

Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet

To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy

Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep

The wolf I will follow into the storm

To find your heart, its passion displaced

By ire ever growing, hardening into stone

Amidst the cold to hold you in a heated embrace

You flee my dream come the morning

Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet

To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy

Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep

I know not if fate would have us live as one

Or if by love's blind chance we've been bound

The wish I whispered when it all began

Did it forge a love you might never have found?

You flee my dream come the morning

Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet

To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy

Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep

Shadows fall.

And hope has fled.

Steel your heart.

The dawn will come.

The night is long.

And the path is dark.

Look to the sky.

For one day soon.

The dawn will come.

The Shepard's lost.

And his home is far.

Keep to the stars.

The dawn will come.

The night is long.

And the path is dark.

Look to the sky.

For one day soon.

The dawn will come.

Bare your blade.

And raise it high.

Stand your ground.

The dawn will come.

The night is long.

And the path is dark.

Look to the sky.

For one day soon.

The dawn will come.

Upon one summer's morning, I carefully did stray

Down by the Walls of Wapping, where I met a sailor gay

Conversing with a young lass, who seemed to be in pain

Saying William, when you go, I fear you'll ne'er return again

My heart is pierced by Cupid

I disdain all glittering gold

There is nothing can console me

But my jolly sailor bold

His hair it hangs in ringlets, his eyes as black as coal

My happiness attend him wherever he may go

From Tower Hill to Blackwall, I'll wander, weep and moan

All for my jolly sailor, until he sails home

My heart is pierced by Cupid

I disdain all glittering gold

There is nothing can console me

But my jolly sailor bold

Come all you pretty fair maids, whoever you may be

Who love a jolly sailor that ploughs the raging sea

While up aloft in storm, from me his absence mourn

And firmly pray, arrive the day, he's never more to roam

My heart is pierced by Cupid

I disdain all glittering gold

There is nothing can console me

But my jolly sailor bold

My heart is pierced by Cupid

I disdain all glittering gold

There is nothing can console me

But my jolly sailor bold

So it's into the Void

Now me girls and me boys

From Mother's hands we go

We'll be be sailing to the sun

Till the voyage is done

Then we'll be sleeping in the cold below

Sisters! Below, below

We're going where the winds don't blow

Yes we're all bound down

To the deep and we'll all be

Sleeping in the cold below, below

Sleeping in the cold below

Our sailing ship

Is for the hard and the quick

We roll our load and go

There's a living to be madе

Or there's Hell to pay

Whеn you're sleeping in the cold below

Sisters! Below, below

We're going where the winds don't blow

Yes we're all bound down

To the deep and we'll all be

Sleeping in the cold below, below

Sleeping in the cold below

There's a man on high

With the Devil in his eye

And a golden hand, I'm told

It can hurt you, it can hold you

He can kick you or console you

When you're sleeping in the cold below

Sisters! Below, below

We're going where the winds don't blow

Yes we're all bound down

To the deep and we'll all be

Sleeping in the cold below, below

Sleeping in the cold below

Oh Sisters you

So wise and true

When it's my time to go

Won't you lay me down

Under Granum Crowns

And I'll be sleeping in the cold below, below

Sleeping in the cold below

Sisters! Below, below

We're going where the winds don't blow

Yes we're all bound down

To the deep and we'll be

Sleeping in the cold below, below

Sleeping in the cold below

Today we sail

On the Solar Rail

For there's much we just don't know

So farewell with a kiss

Then it's fast for the mist

Till we're all sleeping in the cold below