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yukieWhen I was growing up my dad was a gigantimous Gordon Lightfoot fan, and to this day 'Triangle' has a habit of being stuck in my head. (If you happen to go looking for an MP3 of this, go for an older recording--the one from Shadows is the one I've got. Gord sounds a bit funky nowadays.)
And then one day while I was listening to it Eveynna decided to give me alternative lyrics.
Braincanon-wise this is (probably) one of those older folksongs; the locations change depending on where the sailors happen to be GOING. The bracketed locales are the originals; the ones outside brackets are the ones Evey tends to sing.
Stormwinders have a very deep reverence for the sea, obviously. ^^
...
Oh the gist of it all
Is the first day of fall
Is the day when my ship will set sail
The best of old friends
Will say good-bye again
There’s still time for one last glass of ale
We’ll sail away proudly, our backs to the wall
On an east wind and lots of good cheer
And when we roll home in
The spring gales of Stormwind
We’ll be in Kalimdor (Khaz Modan) next year
From Theramore (Quel'Thalas) on down
All the currents around us
Will teach us a lesson or two
There’s many a mate who unevenly stated
The course he had charted was true
"Gon’t worry ’bout me," he said
"go down below, give a certified
sailor a turn,
Just sip on your rum
Or I’ll give you my thumb and say,
son, you got something t’ learn!"
It’s a mighty hard way to come down
And a mighty fine way to be found
So hand me my grip from an old sailing ship
Put the kiss of the dawn on my lips
With some luck tonight I might have her at my fingertips
Oh the best of all things
Is the first day of spring
When when the water runs heavy and fast
The mermaids have all gone to Neptulon's’ ball
And it seems their first trip was their last
They had so much fun
They don’t wish to return
To the beach where they lay all day long
They’d rather stay under
And boy it’s no wonder
When all the rock lobsters roll on
It’s a mighty fine way to be found
We're the fools and the brave
Dancin' over the waves
Oh, we're bound home for Stormwind, my friend
Like heroes like danger
Like legends like strangers
We'll sail 'til our storybook ends
Like soldiers of fortune, and lovers of Light
Queens and kings without burdens to bear
All tinkers and tailors
Knaves, singers and sailors
Should dance on the currents out there
It’s a mighty hard way to come down
And a mighty fine way to be found
So hand me my grip
From an old sailing ship
Put the kiss of dawn on my lips
With some luck tonight
I might have her at my fingertips
When we take our last tumble
The seabed'll rumble
There'll be no confusion or blame
Be we women or men,
We must answer again
To the sea so we shall not complain
We'll lay down to sleep
In the shimmering deep
With our faces turned up to the stars
And the mermaids will sing
To the naga come spring, and say
"there goes another sandbar"
It’s a mighty hard way to come down
And a mighty fine way to be found
So hand me my grip
From an old sailing ship
Put the kiss of the dawn on my lips
With some luck tonight
I might have her at my fingertips
And then one day while I was listening to it Eveynna decided to give me alternative lyrics.
Braincanon-wise this is (probably) one of those older folksongs; the locations change depending on where the sailors happen to be GOING. The bracketed locales are the originals; the ones outside brackets are the ones Evey tends to sing.
Stormwinders have a very deep reverence for the sea, obviously. ^^
...
Oh the gist of it all
Is the first day of fall
Is the day when my ship will set sail
The best of old friends
Will say good-bye again
There’s still time for one last glass of ale
We’ll sail away proudly, our backs to the wall
On an east wind and lots of good cheer
And when we roll home in
The spring gales of Stormwind
We’ll be in Kalimdor (Khaz Modan) next year
From Theramore (Quel'Thalas) on down
All the currents around us
Will teach us a lesson or two
There’s many a mate who unevenly stated
The course he had charted was true
"Gon’t worry ’bout me," he said
"go down below, give a certified
sailor a turn,
Just sip on your rum
Or I’ll give you my thumb and say,
son, you got something t’ learn!"
It’s a mighty hard way to come down
And a mighty fine way to be found
So hand me my grip from an old sailing ship
Put the kiss of the dawn on my lips
With some luck tonight I might have her at my fingertips
Oh the best of all things
Is the first day of spring
When when the water runs heavy and fast
The mermaids have all gone to Neptulon's’ ball
And it seems their first trip was their last
They had so much fun
They don’t wish to return
To the beach where they lay all day long
They’d rather stay under
And boy it’s no wonder
When all the rock lobsters roll on
It’s a mighty fine way to be found
We're the fools and the brave
Dancin' over the waves
Oh, we're bound home for Stormwind, my friend
Like heroes like danger
Like legends like strangers
We'll sail 'til our storybook ends
Like soldiers of fortune, and lovers of Light
Queens and kings without burdens to bear
All tinkers and tailors
Knaves, singers and sailors
Should dance on the currents out there
It’s a mighty hard way to come down
And a mighty fine way to be found
So hand me my grip
From an old sailing ship
Put the kiss of dawn on my lips
With some luck tonight
I might have her at my fingertips
When we take our last tumble
The seabed'll rumble
There'll be no confusion or blame
Be we women or men,
We must answer again
To the sea so we shall not complain
We'll lay down to sleep
In the shimmering deep
With our faces turned up to the stars
And the mermaids will sing
To the naga come spring, and say
"there goes another sandbar"
It’s a mighty hard way to come down
And a mighty fine way to be found
So hand me my grip
From an old sailing ship
Put the kiss of the dawn on my lips
With some luck tonight
I might have her at my fingertips