memory of Muriel

Memory of Muriel


When the big wave crashed ashore on the rocky side of the bay
seven white stallions, silky manes flying galloped ashore to seek
freedom in the green winter valley.
The old man's sons helped their father to swim and he was glad
Coming back home he called his wife Muriel, told her he had been swimming
with his son.
The sons were worried, their mother had been dead for many years
In the valley of greenness, the stallions see the grass turn pale
longed for the freedom of the open sea.
When a summer storm came, the stallions galloped back to the shore
to join a mighty swell, on the back of a horse an old man rode, finally
he was going to meet his wife Muriel.