the roses in our harbour
delight us with their show
they have such lovely flowers
repaying all our labour
after the summer showers
happier those with shelter now
they have such lovely flowers
when winter winds are freezing
as through the woods they blow
our homes are warm and pleasing
we've fixed the thatch above it
the storm must weave over it
happier those with shelter now
when winter winds are freezing
in my walls see love
and the chance of life before you
turned life like a wave
and the sounds of seas afore you
in the realms of your grave
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