Rising up into the wistful rainy night, I don’t see the stars shining bright
Awoken from my bed of sea, I sit on a rock and sulk grumpily
There are no boats out this eventide
No one to call to doom
I’ll sit and wait for the sailors to come
So I can sing my tune
Little fishes swim with me
Under the beautiful briny sea
A pearl necklace around my neck
I wait for you or a shipwreck
How beautiful you see me now
Sitting on my rock
But if you’re wise you’ll know what I am
And your ears you will block
Oh come to me dear sailor
My friend and my foe
I know you have faraway places that you are meant to go
But I will bring you jewels a plenty
My beauty is unparalleled
Come closer to the water, and I will show you hell
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