On A Stranded Shore - Amorphis

Silk of blue woven by the moon

Red spun by the sun

Of the sun’s gold

Silver in wrists and in her rings

Hair braided in red

Her shoes feather-light

As reeds and straws on the shore

As bark and foliage

As clamshells and sand

My maiden’s flesh

Now fish in the lake deeps

Her blood now waters blue

Oh god of sleep

Tell in my dream

Where has my maiden gone

Where lies my mermaid now

Rise above the waves

From the waters' grave

From the side of spottled stones

Become alive again

These shores are for memory

These waters not for baiting

No shallows for the thirsty

No sun beheld above these shores

No reflection of the moon

On these waters here

My maiden’s flesh

Now fish in the lake deeps

Her blood now waters blue

My maiden’s hair

Grass on the waters' edge

Now willows on a shore

Oh god of sleep

Tell in my dream

Where has my maiden gone

Where lies my mermaid now

Rise above the waves

From the waters' grave

From the side of spottled stones

Become alive again

No sun beheld above these shores

No reflection of the moon

On these waters here