Kiki Rockwell
For I am the old one of Alba’s shores Older than the forest, the peat bog, the moors. Follow Kiki Rockwell: https://linktr.ee/kikirockwell https://kikirockwell.com/en-nzd https://www.instagram.com/kikibabyrockwell/?hl=en https://www.tiktok.com/@kikibabyrockwell Credits: Director: Oscar Keys DoP: Caleb Corlett Lyrics: +Verse 1+ Your nets will all tear and your catches will fail your ship will take water and thunderin' hail You'll come home with nothing no prize pelt to claim no whaler man's hero no big village fame For I am the selkie upon your black coast whose virginal hide you do not get to boast Yes I am the old one of Alba's seas older than the castle, the beast and the trees +Chorus+ Selkie, selkie come to me I would like to own the sea Human, human you're insane we don't even own Our names +Verse 2+ My kinfolk have warned me to stay in the deep for human man sees us as something to keep But lo he is gentle and lo he is kind tall, dark and dashing in silks so fine He comes to the cliff edge he's waving a gun and falls to his knees reeling, reeking of rum O I can smell sorrow and I can smell fear I go against nature and I swim near +Chorus+ Selkie, selkie, where's your pelt? I would like it on my belt Human, human you're a fool Chum mi e bho na fir sa chùil +Verse 3+ The young man recoils with a hammering heart as thick oily coat and my milk white skin part Standing before him now naked and wild the northern wind biting yet both so beguiled Now I dine beside him in finely stitched gowns his Queen of the county in bright hammered crown The people congratulate "such a fine catch!" oh we cannot wait to see what she might hatch" +Chorus+ Selkie, selkie come to me I would like to own the sea Human, human you're insane we don't even own Our names +Verse 3+ With every day passing I remember less my darling consoles me “dear it's for the best!” But where is my seal skin you'd hide it from me? you dare try erasing the blood of the sea? For I may be nameless but I sure have kin who'll sense what you've done and will sniff out your sin They'll come in their dozens on fin and dark foam slippin' into bodies to track down your home You think that your driftwood fence won't bow nor bend as if that could stop them once they've got your scent And you built your mansion right down on the sand the seal folk will enter and tie up your hands Your people will hunger your harpoons will sink you'll turn me lose then you'll turn to the drink For I am the old one of Alba's shores older than the forest, the peat bog, the moors #KikiRockwell #Selkie #officialmusicvideo