Am Em Am D         
Am C        G                         D 
To the Sea, to the Sea! The white gulls are crying,               
F                              Am    Em Am 
The wind is blowing, and the white foam is flying.                  

Am         C                     G    
West, west away, west away, the round sun is falling, sun is falling.           
D          F                     Am      Em Am    
Grey ship, grey ship, do you hear them calling.

Am                Em 
An Elven-maid there was of old,     
F              C  G7 
А shining star by day:      
Am               Em 
Her mantle white was hemmed with gold,       
F       Em      Am 
Her shoes of silver-grey.

D       C 
"I am of Ireland,          
G           D 
And the Holy Land of Ireland,      
Em                    C 
And time runs on," cried she.       
Em           C 
"Come out of charity,       
Am           C  D          C G D 
Come dance with me in Ireland."

Em      C          D         Em        C         Am          H7 
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew:     
Em     C       D          Em      C        D        Em 
Of wind I sang, a wind there came and in the branches blew.    
G        D      G        C         Em      C       D7 
Beyond the Sun, beyond the Moon, the foam was on the Sea,      
G        D      G    C          Em    C  Hm   Em 
And by the strand of Ilmarin there grew a golden Tree.

Am                  Am/g    F       C            E7 
Do you not hear me calling, white dear with no horns? 
Am             Am/g         F         C       E7 
I have been changed to a hound with one red ear;         
Am          G        F        C                 G 
I have been in the Path of Stones and in the Wood of Thorns,                   
D          Dm         F        E 
For somebody hid hatred and hope and desire and fear

Em        H7         Em        C 
Farewell sweet earth and northern sky,    
Am                 H7 
Forever blest, since here did lie      
Em        H7     Em        C 
And here with lissom limbs did run    
Am         C      D 
Beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun