Literatur

Kentay Point

(trad.)

A day long ago (or a day yet-to-be?)
I stood on the shore and looked out to the sea;
And as I stood a black ship passed by,
She needed no sail, yet she sailed past me.

A strange kind of song then entered my mind
With stories of long forgotten times
And with her tune, I drifted away
I no longer stood at Kentay Point.

In dreams I stood, a young man again,
A knight of noble rank, handsome and famed,
My girl no-one less than a lovely princess,
And, up to that day, we were glove and hand.

But then I felt myself drawn to the sea,
To the beach I went and what did I see
A maiden, out of the waters she came,
I thought it a dream at Kentay Point.

Frozen I stood as she walked on the shore
I never had seen such beauty before
"So where do you come from?" I wondered, but she
With a kiss silenced me, and I asked no more.

We lay down in the sand and I swore her my love
Forgotten my lady, my honour, and thus
This moment I knew, I would never return
And leave the girl from Kentay Point.

As if they had heard me, the soldiers came,
They had seen it all, and mine was the shame,
No more a knight, no longer a true man
The maiden was gone, I had no one to blame.

I stood on the shore but she'd left me alone,
My life in ruins, my true love gone,
I looked at the sea, and in the distance I saw
A black ship, leaving Kentay Point.

I lay down on my knees, and raised high my hands,
But my gaze was caught by her words in the sand,
"Forgive me my love, I know I should've told you,
My heart is the drakkar's and never a man's."

I lost all I had for a dream unfulfilled,
I'd like to forget, but I hear her still:
"Farewell, my love, to a drakkar I'm bound
We'll meet again at Kentay Point."

I woke up, crying, "there's no hope for me"
And then I realised it had been a dream,
And the black ship lay out there, anchored and silent,
I stared at her, she was waiting for me.

I knew, if I went, then my life would be hers,
And I had no chance to get away from this curse.
So I closed my eyes and hoped her to go,
The black ship that lay at Kentay Point.

My face was wet as I stood on the shore;
I never had seen a drakkar before.
She caught my mind, yet I would go free
I heard her song and I saw her no more.

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