Sitting at St. Simon's chapel, alone,
soon I was surrounded by the rising ocean,
waiting for my lover, still waiting.
Before the altar of the chapel, waiting,
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soon I was surrounded by the ocean's waves,
waiting for my lover, still waiting.
Soon I was surrounded by the rising ocean,
without a boatman and unused to rowing,
waiting for my lover, still waiting.
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Soon I was surrounded by the ocean's waves,
without a boatman to row me away,
waiting for my lover, still waiting.
Without a boatman and unused to rowing,
I'll die, a fair girl, in the high-waving ocean,
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waiting for my lover, still waiting.
Alone, without a boatman to row me away,
I'll die, a fair girl, in the ocean's waves,
waiting for my lover, still waiting.
