The Sea, she took away my eldest son
left me to mourn my firstborn
now the tide, the ebb and the flow
makes a marionette of my boy in the deep in my dreams
Now what has become of you?
As the gloaming thins out and hastens away
Rán won't you deliver them up onto the dawn,
delay the day of their drowning?
North wind you blew a storm full into her bow,
and the waves took her down
Tide you followed them out
could you not see them in, home to their kin?
Charming German indie pop with the keen melodic sensibilities and melancholic undercurrent of some of the style's best practitioners. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 26, 2021