Come, sweet sailor
I'll sing you a song
It is of magic and pure
Gold, wouldn't you want
To hear it?, I shall help
Take away your sorrow
Take away all your sadness
For all the days after tomorrow
I'm an outcast spending many
Moons upon an unknown shore
Food is scarce and no people
Will set foot on this abandoned
Land, grass and muddy grounds
And palm trees to cloud the stars
I sing and watch a brave heart show
Up to keep me satisfied, keep your ear
On the sound of my voice, your heart
Will never feel the hunger for a siren's
Song again.
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