Leave her alone, she is the island's daughter.Seagulls, dark heads, are risen from the water.Leave her the company, her songs have brought her.The old grey music, thunders of the ocean.There on the icy ice, shining devotion.Low and above, in foam and soft emotion.It is her love, the island's only daughter.The dark, sleek heads are risen from the water.Leave her the company, her songs have brought her.The old grey music, thunders of the ocean.There on the icy ice, shining devotion.Low and above, in foam and soft emotion.It is her love, the island's only daughter.The dark, sleek heads are risen from the water.Leave her the company, her songs have brought her.