Seven sailors from the north
Set their sails for the isle of Rott
Then their heading turns southwest
For adventure and conquest
Seven sailors head southwest
As the wind fills their sails
On a journey across the north sea
For adventure and conquest
And the sirens sing from every shear
As the northern sea men are drawing near
How they sing, How they bring the northmen closer in
They approach the ship, clinging on to its rim
The sirens cling now to the ship
The sailors seem to lose their grip
Enchanted by the siren’s song
Mesmerized they go along
Seven sailors of the north sea
put the seamen to their rest
Ended their journey across the north sea
For adventure and conquest
And the sirens sang from every shear
As the northern sea men were drawing near
How they sung, how they clung on to the drowning men
The seven sailors will never return again
Their ship went down
East of the United Kingdom
Now their seven widows weep
The seamen veiled in endless sleep
Come, sleep with me
I will set you free
Come dream with me
At the bottom of the north sea
And the sirens sang from every shear
As the northern seamen were drawing near
How they sung, how they clung on to the drowning men
The seven sailors will never return again
