Ysenia: Poetry from the Darkness of Dunwall

Ysenia

Riverfront, riverfront
The cherry blossom trees are shedding their skin
All the swine roll about in the mud
Inhaling a breath, take in the wind

Riverfront, riverfront
The city watch has robbed and cheated us again
Won't you believe it, it's just their luck
Little Ysenia is hungry, gone with the wind

Riverfront, riverfront
What will this family do this time?
Doing all they can for a little bit of lunch
Poverty, an old, a close friend

Riverfront, riverfront
The month of harvest is less bountiful now
Down again by the ol' riverfront
Ysenia is a body in the wind, settled in the ground