The Selkie’s Daughter
An earthly nourris sits and sings,
And aye she sings, “Ba lilly wean,
Little ken I my bairn‘s father,
Far less the land that he staps in.”
–Child Ballad 113, “The Great Silkie”
O who is where is my father?
hear me singing
waves come bringing
his voice inside me like the wind
I have no friend
years are turning
I wait because I have no home
nor land nor sea
You can hear the haunting Child Ballad here. I first learned the song from Judy Collins’ version on her album “Golden Apples of the Sun”.