Yasabel
Yasabel
By the waves and salty sea
That falls on shores so close to me
By the battles
Thus fallen comrades go
By the hills and by the lowlands
I wander looking for bluebells and heather hearts
By the way of sea or by way of land
Tiss the bagpipes that make me stand
Be they Gods of Christ or Celtic times
I pray me soul find peace in boggs remote with wine
Yasabel her breast held me close long ago
Her heart was the only I ever did know
Too and fro like the waves and the wind
By and by, time erodes the youth once then
Now, alone, if only love and the orange of me life
She swept me deep, while I battled long
In the highlands now I roam
Ashamed that I roam here all alone
When the heather bloomed
And the bluebells sang
I was away in foreign sands
If only, if only I had held your hand
Yasabel of another time
You are the one that was always and forever
Always on my mind
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