I was looking at some Celtic poetry for a piece I was writing, and I stumbled across this poem. I know very little about the poem in question, except of its existence. The time it was written or other pertinent facts seemed to be hidden from my eyes, and I doubt it was written in English so apologies to the translator.
lyrics
How curious the light behaves
Reflecting off the dancing waves.
Oh how my very being craves
A view from down below.
Suspended in my watery lair,
I would not need to gasp for air,
For I'm no longer human there
Beneath the icy flow.
It's peaceful there, but I have found
I still can hear the distant sound
Of voices of the souls who drowned
And left loved ones to mourn.
The lonely wails transmit the pain
Of those who just could not remain
So journeyed to the unknown plane.
But in this world there still exist
Survivors who will always miss
The passion of their lovers' kiss
That warmed them night and day.
Though here above the vast, cold sea,
My heart is without tragedy,
For I have someone dear to me
Who hasn't passed away.
It's peaceful there, but I have found
I still can hear the distant sound
Of voices of the souls who drowned
And left loved ones to mourn.
The lonely wails transmit the pain
Of those who just could not remain
So journeyed to the unknown plane.\
Never let that be untrue,
For I could not bear thoughts of you
Trapped underneath the ocean blue
Deprived of your last breath.
No harm to you would I condone,
For I'd be left here on my own
To face this tragic world alone,
A fate far worse than death.
It's peaceful there, but I have found
I still can hear the distant sound
Of voices of the souls who drowned
And left loved ones to mourn.
The lonely wails transmit the pain
Of those who just could not remain
So journeyed to the unknown plane.
credits
from Himself,
released November 8, 2011
Patrick Rose: Guitar/Voice