Seven Widows Weep

Seven sailors from the North Set their sails for the isle of Rott Then their heading turns southwest For adventure and conquest Seven sailors head southwest as the wind Fills their sails On a journey across the North Sea For adventure and conquest And the sirens sing from every shear As the Northern seamen are drawing near How they sing, how they bring the North men closer in They approach the ship Clinging on its rim The sirens cling on to their ship The sailors seem to lose their grip Enchanted by the sirens' song Mesmerized they go along Seven sirens of the North Sea put the Seamen to their rest Ended their journey across the North Sea For adventure and conquest And the sirens sang from every shear As the Northern seamen were drawing near How they sang, how they clang on To the drowning men The seven sailors will never return again Their ship went down East of the United Kingdom Now their seven widows weep The seamen veiled in endless sleep Come sleep with me I'll set you free Come dream with me At the bottom of the North Sea