The sea took a sailor to its depths.--
His mother, unsuspecting, goes and lightsa tall candle before the ****** Mary
for his speedy return and for fine weather --and always she turns her ear to the wind.
But while she prays and implores,the icon listens, solemn and sad,
knowing that the son she expects will no longer return.
His mother, unsuspecting, goes and lightsa tall candle before the ****** Mary
for his speedy return and for fine weather --and always she turns her ear to the wind.
But while she prays and implores,the icon listens, solemn and sad,
knowing that the son she expects will no longer return.
