He loved a woman once, a woman as wild and untamable as the sea
He gave her his heart, this woman with skin as dark as furthest orient.
He gives her his heart, and he gives her his ship, and he gives her his life.
He loves a woman, and she is a whirlpool.
Ten years he gives her, slaving foredeck and aft, patrolling the entire windswept sea.
Ten years, and on the last day, she is not there.
For her, he cuts out his heart, his beating heart, and locks it away.
She is a whirlpool, she is a whirlpool,
And he was very nearly drowned.