Текст песни
Go on and ask me what I’m doing here
Where the salt beats rock faces
The cry of gull for company
And the stumbling of white horses
I’m just waiting on Granuaile
And all the treasure that she owes me
I hope you’re sleeping now
As the devil drinks your whiskey
Wrapped up in your sheets
As the banshee rises naked
Well if a sailor broke your heart
There’s no ocean that’ll take you
And there’s nothing that you have to say
If you’ve no fear of words never spoken
I’m just waiting on Granuaile
And all the treasure that she owes me
And I can here her siren call
From every ship that I see sailing
Her castle walls are standing still
But these plundered rooms long since empty
You can hear the rising out,
The last call to the slaughter
Put your feet upon the Hook
You’ll see the gannets diving crazy
And I will take you to the Crook
You’ll see that all resistance is wasted
I’m just waiting on Granuaile
And all the treasure that she owes me
And I can here her siren call
From every ship that I see sailing
I taste the salt in your tears
I see the wild wind blow your hair
So girl put on your long black shawl
We’re going a lot of places
No more waiting on Granuaile
And all the treasure that she owes me
I’ll turn my face from her call
I'll take anything you can show me
