Yasabel

Yasabel By the waves and salty sea That falls on shores so close to me By the battles Thus fallen comrades go By the hills and by the lowlands I wander looking for bluebells and heather hearts By the way of sea or by way of land Tiss the bagpipes that make me stand Be they Gods of Christ or Celtic times I pray me soul find peace in boggs remote with wine Yasabel her breast held me close long ago Her heart was the only I ever did know Too and fro like the waves and the wind By and by, time erodes the youth once then Now, alone, if only love and the orange of me life She swept me deep, while I battled long In the highlands now I roam Ashamed that I roam here all alone When the heather bloomed And the bluebells sang I was away in foreign sands If only, if only I had held your hand Yasabel of another time You are the one that was always and forever Always on my mind