Oh, Nautilus,

Blow me out to sea,

Where therein lies the mighty sea king,

And in his ocean’s abundance doth there dwell,

Many fair treasures to fare thee well.

Oh, Nautilus,

Blow me out to sea,

Where I might find an orange shell for ye,

Or gems and pearls for thine palace to adorn,

I’ll give it all to thee – and much more.

Oh, Nautilus,

Please take me away,

Whither I may re-enter past days,

Far enough to find my dead lover’s nestle,

Her decorticate body’s vessel.

Oh, Nautilus,

Why am I alone?

Why has love for my lover since grown?

Though she sleeps with angels in another world,

Might I find her sweet body unfurled?

Oh, Nautilus,

Let me stay a while,

Amongst the winds and mists of Sea fire,

And if I return – may my love cherish more,

The land and the hills above thine shores.

Oh, Nautilus,

Blow me out to sea,

Where therein lies thine mighty sea king.

Oh, Nautilus,

If ye only knew…