Mysian Ladies
By: Triptika Posted on: September 30, 2010
The following is a record of one of the sea shanties my frequently preoccupied
crew has been singing of late. At least I know now what's on their minds:
Goodbye, oh goodbye, to you Mysian ladies,
Farewell, oh farewell, to you ladies who please,
Though our wandering take us all 'round the world,
At your doorstep we'll be soon as we catch the breeze.
And with our first stop, we'll land
At Ulangi jungles, hot and fair
And with our first stop, we'll mourn
For here the sun lights no blond curl
And the moon graces no lovely girl
And we'll dream of a pair
Of Mysian ladies so rare.
Goodbye, oh goodbye, to you Mysian ladies,
Farewell, oh farewell, to you ladies who please,
Though our wandering take us all 'round the world,
At your doorstep we'll be as soon as we catch the breeze.
And with our second port, we'll put in
In the Ilyrean north, so far away
And with our second port, we'll lament
For here there's no lady so lovely
And no woman so comely!
And we'll dream of your sway
Dancing there on the quay.
Goodbye, oh goodbye, to you Mysian ladies,
Farewell, oh farewell, to you ladies who please,
Though our wandering take us all 'round the world,
At your doorstep we'll be as soon as we catch the breeze.
With our final weigh-in, we'll be
Far off in midnight Valho so black
With our final weigh-in, we'll bemoan
For here there be no siren face
No females a'tall in this place!
And we'll dream of your rack,
Before we feel her smack.
Goodbye, oh goodbye, to you Mysian ladies,
Farewell, oh farewell, to you ladies who please,
Though our wandering take us all 'round the world,
At your doorstep we'll be as soon as we catch the breeze.
But never will she understand,
This captain of ours.
Never will she catch on:
No more Tuars!
No more Zanzibaars!
There's beauty, we know
On Eirenwaar's icy flow.
There's excitement, we've seen
On Prin's brilliant green.
There's more to be done,
In the Meropian sun.
But she'll never quite see it
From our point of view;
To really comprehend it
Ya have to be manly too!
Goodbye, oh goodbye, to you Mysian ladies,
Farewell, oh farewell, to you ladies who please,
Though our wandering take us all 'round the world,
We'll be there beside you before you can sneeze!