The cliff-side falls into the sea,
As tears might fall through anguished loss,
And yet she stands, beyond the lea.
In hope her cries might finally
Be heard amidst the foamy toss,
The cliff-side fell into the sea.
And he, bereft of freedom’s plea,
Lay grieving ‘neath his sorrowed cross,
And yet she stands, beyond the lea.
Her heart leaps, sudden jubilee,
A ship, a lover’s joy – pangloss –
The cliff-side falls into the sea
Winds, they echo in swaying trees,
Their movements measured, a mere coss,
And yet she stands, beyond the lea.
Her hair, it blows about, she sees
The quay now crushed in tidal frost.
The cliff-side falls into the sea,
And yet she stands, beyond the lea.