Seagull, with oil on your wings
Can’t fly away
Won’t see her children any more
And as the tide goes down
They see where she lay
Won’t see their mother anymore
And she danced the dance of death, my friend
Her children watched from the nasty (??) end
As she drew her last breath and died
The children heard her crying, crying, crying
And as the sea grew black
Along the coast
Mud and feathers everywhere
The people passed by With smiles on their face
It was the beach that mattered most
And she danced the dance of death, my friend
Her children watched from the nasty (??) end
As she drew her last breath and died
The children heard her crying, crying, crying
If only we could fly mother
You might not have died, mother
You might had still be here today
If ships didn’t passed by, mother
You might not have died, mother
You might had still be here today
And she danced the dance of death, my friend
Her children watched from the nasty (??) end
As she drew her last breath and died
The children heard her crying, crying, crying
If ships didn’t passed by, mother