She was there on the harbour nigh
Staring at the sea to the midnight sky
The ships were floating tinderboxes, she thinks
Good for but one thing and that alone was to sink

Ships afloat at dawn
Ships afloat at night
Ships afloat evermore
Friendship in sight

"Come on up," a bonny lass called out
"Get yourself aboard and drink some stout.
She's a fine lass and she needs just one thing
That's you on her deck helping and crewing!"

Ships afloat at dawn
Ships afloat at night
Ships afloat evermore
Friendship in sight

After a time at sea the woman fell
Into a deep slumber on the ship rather well
Nothing rocking and nothing going to the deep
Her friends, Admiral and shield sister, let her sleep

Ships afloat at dawn
Ships afloat at night
Ships afloat evermore
Friendship in sight


Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Phaestian, in the year 1010 AF.