Finisterre Farewell, Finisterre, Sleep away the afternoon Rocking with the tide, Drinking with the moon I found a ticket in my pocket All the way from Port-of-Spain And the warm wind from the Indies covered me again. Santander, the sky is falling The tale we told each other has an end Santander, you hear me calling You, that never lost a friend... We'd often look for gold, Treasure buried in the sand We hid it long ago, Before our wars began When the world was green and early And time was on our side Before the storm got up to blow us far and wide. Santander, the sky is falling The tale we told each other has an end Santander, you hear me calling You, that never lost a friend... Farewell, Finisterre, Sleep away the afternoon Just rocking with the tide, Drinking with the moon Last night I turned the glasses over And I drank the bottle dry The moon stared out to sea all night and so did I. Santander, the sky is falling The tale we told each other has an end Santander, you hear me calling You, that never lost a friend, Never lost a friend... Here's my approximate transcription of the lyrics; June Tabor is one of my favorite singers, but she swallows her consonants... Finisterre is the far NW corner of Spain (Finis= end, terre=earth) and Santander is on the North coast of Spain on the Bay of Biscay... Good depressing romantic song! MLM oct99
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