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Besedila: Gaelic Storm. Lover's Wreck.

One hundred days at sea, a wretch away from misery
Rummies and rats and tarry jacks, my only family
The island of salvation is still a scream away
As the lungs of night blow out the light
My heart kneels down to pray

Lord, why did you take her? She meant so much to me
Now, I?m a wretched soul, I'm a privateer, drowning out at sea
I?m killing and I?m drinking my blue heart to black
But I swear, oh Lord, I?ll never sin again if you bring her back
(Ha, ha, ha, ha)

Well, gypsy was a siren, dripping with desire
Her moonless hair, skin so fair, warm as frozen fire
She had the loyalty of a cat behind those pale green eyes
And through her cherry lips, the devil slipped a thousand lies

A clan of rogues and vagabonds occupied her head
That thieving band took her pale white hand, stole her from my bed
Like a ghost ship in the night, she drifted out once more
To land upon the sand of another lover?s shore

Lord, why did you take her? She meant so much to me
Now, I?m a wretched soul, I'm a privateer, drowning out at sea
I?m killing and I?m drinking my blue heart to black
But I swear, oh Lord, I?ll never sin again if you bring her back
(Ha, ha, ha, ha)

In my sleeping mind she sings a sad and lonely lullabye
And when I wake, there?s just the ache that will haunt me til I die
When those winds of vanity no longer blow her west
I pray they?ll guide her home and put my heart to rest
The press gang fill the man-o-war to make the black-mouthed cannon roar
Now, all my trade is ball and blade and blood forever more
And the sting of salt and spray, the ocean?s howl and squall
(Ha, ha, ha, ha)
A stumbling wreck, I roam the deck at the devil?s beck and call
(Ha, ha, ha, ha)
At the devil?s beck and call
(Ha, ha)

Lord, why did you take her? She meant so much to me
Now, I?m a wretched soul, I'm a privateer, drowning out at sea
I?m killing and I?m drinking my blue heart to black
But I swear, oh Lord, I?ll never sin again if you bring her back
(Ha, ha, ha, ha)
I swear, oh Lord, I?ll never sin again if you bring her back
Gaelic Storm