Jez Lowe
Sleep, why’d you wake me with these dreams you bring?
Dreams came to me where I lay
And deep the melodies the wild waves sing
My love is far, far away
Oh, pity the hearts
The wild waves part
My love sails the bonny barque
The Bergen
They heap their nets upon the decks by light
And creep out gentle in the dead of night
They reap their harvest from the cold night sea
It leaps with herring ‘neath his decks for me
Steep waves rise above his cold, fair head
Oh keep him safe to lie here in my bed!
It weeps with rain tonight where my love lies
It sweeps the foreign sands from out his eyes