My lover's arms, they beg me to stay. But I know the storms, they will sweep me away. My daughter's eyes, they are two tiny seas Whose water will rise and then run down her cheeks. "Father, where do you go so far out upon the sea? When are you coming home to me?" "Darling, why do you leave as the north wind begins to blow? Will you be coming home to me?" The boat and the blade, they are all that I know. The sea calls my name and so I must go. While they still sleep, I slip out the door. But how can I leave with my anchors ashore? "Father, where do you go? It's farther than I can see. When are you coming home to me?" "Darling, why do you leave as the north wind begins to blow? Will you be coming home to me?" Ohhh... Ohhh... Ohhh... Ohhh... Ohhh... Ohhh... Ohhh... Ohhh...