The ship went down in the icy water, captain he cried: where is my daughter? Put her in a lifeboat, she must go free Tie my body to the masthead, I would rather see myself dead Than to see her drowning in the sea Wild geese were flying low, they saw the sinking ship below And heard the final cries of the crew A vigil through the stormy night, but with the dawn no life inside So onward to the south the wild geese flew People came from miles around to save some souls, not one was found And never did they find the captain's child Somewhere off the coast of Iceland, near a fearful rocky island Swims a damsel in the ocean wild Often in the night a-passing, sailors hear a frightful laughing From the rocks, a-warning to stay clear And some folks say it is a maiden, all alone and still forsaken Waiting for the angels to appear So if you sail in the northern water and you meet with the captain's daughter Leave her golden apples, one, two three And do not cast away your eyes and do not speak to her with lies Else you will never leave the Iceland sea For I have lived beneath the deep ... oceans and the secrets keep And I know where the legends come and go But kings and queens and the paupers too have written down the truth for you And time is now and will be long ago