I saw her by the sea
With her skin of blue and green
Far away from me
She never moved
She beckoned me forward
And I drew close
Where the water bordered
she pulled me into the drink
Dragging me down
Into the deep
I thought I might drown
But i took a peep
Old heads caught in a net
There were
Moaning and groaning in the current
Not dead yet
Amongst the head
That filled me with disgust
There was that women that lead
That made my heart erupt
Her name was not known
At least to me
These heads are not her own
They were lost at sea
She spoke like a river’s current
And told me her name
I had not known where i went
And for not knowing her name
I felt a small shame
“I am Rán”
“Goddess of storms and the drowned dead”
“Wife of Aegir”
“God of the sea”
“These heads of man”
“Died in the ocean you see”
“These heads are now mine”
“Property of me”
“You will find things that shine”
“At the bottom of my net in the sea”
“A collector I am”
“These objects i cram”
“Inside my net”
“Pardon the forgetfulness of me”
I say to Rán
