A musical interlude from Caedun…

There is a city by the sea
That shines on the horizon clear.
The city where I long to be,
The city to my heart most dear.

A place in every sailor’s breast
For Raeval, city of the rose.
A man can come at last to rest
And shelter as the wild wind blows.

When I’ll no more the ocean brave
And turn my boat towards the bay,
Let me go home across the waves
And let me safely stop and stay

A place in every sailor’s breast
For Raeval, city of the rose.
A man can come at last to rest
And shelter as the wild wind blows.

One day I’ll come at last to land,
With heavy heart my sail I’ll fold,
But I’ll step sure upon the sand
For Raeval’s mine, and more than gold.

A place in every sailor’s breast
For Raeval, city of the rose.
A man can come at last to rest
And shelter as the wild wind blows.

(Sung to the tune ‘O Waley Waley’, a medieval folk melody)

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