A lady with a violin
Playing to the seals
Hearken to the sound of calling…
Who tied my hands to the wheel?
The zodiac turns over me.
(Come to me)
Somewhere there my fate revealed,
I hear but how will I see.
I tied myself to the wheel.
The winds talk to my sails, not me.
(Come to me)
Somewhere there my fate revealed,
I hear but how will I see.