Mother Ocean

She walks along my country's shore
Behind her lonely guard
And holds in every step she takes
The rhythm of my heart

Oh broken cliffs of Ireland
Lay down as soft white sand
And guide her on a steady path
When I can't be at hand

And raging winds that shaped these hills
Caress her face with care
Forgive the sadness in her eyes
And gently stroke her hair

Now Mother Ocean lift her high
If she must leave by sea
Take her safely where she must
Then bring her home to me...