[Book] Old Fjori the Cove

[Tristior]

[A favourite oar-song amongst the sailors of Uld Vraech.]

Where have you been all day
Old Fjori the Cove?
Where have you been all day
You benighted rogue?

O chasing dreugh-folk, chasing dreugh-folk
Now lay me down, upon the ground
I think I soon might die

Why did you chase the dreugh-folk
Old Fjori the Cove?
Why did you chase the dreugh-folk
You benighted rogue?

They took me dagger, they took me dagger
Now lay me down, upon the ground
I think I soon might die

Where did they take your dagger
Old Fjori the Cove?
Where did they take your dagger
You benighted rogue?

The ocean depths, the ocean depths
Now lay me down, upon the ground
I think I soon might die

What happened in the depths
Old Fjori the Cove?
What happened in the depths
You benighted rogue?

They took me head, they took me head
Now lay me down, upon the ground
I think I soon might die

Then how are you singing this
Old Fjori the Cove?
How are you singing this
You benighted rogue?

[At this point, exaggerated gurgling noises are made until the singers deem the song is over.]