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We have so far sailed maelstroms Through the tempest light This man-o-war Spills forth with silks, spices & wines Not limerick's dungeons, 18 months could kill my fervor for sea hunt All herring lassies, gutter girls They know what coloured clews unfurl These threads are full, Full of wind and tied in knots Miss Forsythe's love Was lost but never was forgot Till olden age Sabre held fast to the sky Sea cauldron's rage The cailleach tramps her cloak tonight For seven days Braved howling winds, eddies, and rains Hey say no bolder heart remains Oh halcyon Of green Clew Bay I buy these winds To venge my children and their ghosts I stole their ships And every cast from their coasts Need no advice Nor approval from the queen I live my life Forever hellcat of the sea Aus Songtexte Mania