Interpret:

Blackmore's Night

Album:

Ghost Of A Rose

Merrily we sailed along 
Though the waves were plenty strong 
Down the twisting river Rhine 
Following a song... 
Legend's faded storyline 
Tried to warn us all 
Oh, they called her Loreley 
Careful or you'll fall... 


Oh, the stories we were told 
Quite a vision to behold 
Mysteries of the seas 
in her eyes of gold... 
Laying on the silver stone, 
such a lonely sight 
Barnacles become a throne, 
my poor Loreley... 


And the winds would cry, and many men would die 
And all the waves would bow down to the Loreley... 
And the winds would cry, and many men would die 
And all the waves would bow down to the Loreley... 


You would not believe your eyes, 
how a voice could hypnotize 
Promises are only lies from Loreley 
In a shade of mossy green, 
seashell in her hand 
She was born the river queen, 
ne'er to grace the land... 


And the winds would cry, and many men would die 
And all the waves would bow down to the Loreley... 
And the winds would cry, and many men would die 
And all the waves would bow down to the Loreley... 


Oh, the song of Loreley 
Charms the moon right from the sky... 
She will get inside your mind, 
lovely Loreley... 
When she cries be with me 
until the end of time
You know you will ever be 
with your Loreley... 


And the winds would cry, and many men would die 
And all the waves would bow down to the Loreley... 
And the winds would cry, and many men would die 
And all the waves would bow down to the Loreley... 
And the winds would cry, and many men would die 
And all the waves would bow down to the Loreley...