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The tide shook and left me,
The birds rose, flocked and flew
Undine, you say you live for the sea
But I am at your silver shores
You simply cannot be.

One for sorrow
Two for joy
Three for-
  That's a crow. 
No girl, no boy
today, tomorrow
 no more.

The ocean held and took me,
The bodies clutched and cawed:
Undine, you say you live for the sea
But I am at your colder hands
You simply cannot be.

Two for joy
Three for a girl
The crow's died
The jay flew
  down like a jaded arrow.
No silver, no gold,
no boy
today, tomorrow
 no more.