I remember it was cold as a winter morning,
from all directions on the island it was there, shining.
From the north we saw all the birds coming.
Under a blood red sky a midsummer evening,
Across the waters of the midland everything was burning.
Together in the sand we were all watching.
Without a word to say some of us were crying,
but as we saw the moon we were all singing.
Love, my love, we will keep our love
living here, in the middle, the middle of the sea.