Sirens’ Song from Nostos by Rory John
Odysseus and his men sail past the deadly sirens, and while his men block their ears with beeswax, Odysseus ties himself to the mast so that he may hear what it is they offer and know what it is he's refusing.
Tracklist
| 8. | Sirens’ Song | 3:33 |
Lyrics
Lullay my darling, come my sweeting
Come, thou tired, come to thy rest
In from the cold winds, the wild waves’ beating
Hoireann is ò ro hug o rò
Far a la leò bha ho ro eile
Na ho rò bhi ò
Hi rì na ho ro ri ò
Here I’ve a hearth and fire burning
A table full laden with meat and with wine
Each little thing for a wild heart’s yearning
Hoireann is ò ro hug o rò
Far a la leò bha ho ro eile
Na ho rò bhi ò
Hi rì na ho ro ri ò
I know your pain and I know your sorrow,
I’ve seen your terror, and I’ve seen your joy
I offer a warm night and a softer morrow.
Hoireann is ò ro hug o rò
Far a la leò bha ho ro eile
Na ho rò bhi ò
Hi rì na ho ro ri ò
Lullay my darling, don’t you tire?
Come to the arms of the warm, quiet sea
Will you not wash off the blood and fire?
Hoireann is ò ro hug o rò
Far a la leò bha ho ro eile
Na ho rò bhi ò
Hi rì na ho ro ri ò
