A fallen woman at Water of Hoy
A life gone to ruin for a sailor boy
He ran to the sea and turned a blind eye
Fleetly forgotten no lovers' goodbye
She took to the ocean to drown out the shame
They held up their crosses and blackened her name
Walked into the sea and summoned the tide
No misbegotten from islander's life
I'll die for my sins
And the life within me
They'll cut me down 'cause I'm a black rose
But the scent lingers on where the howling wind blows
The rope that I hold set free my soul
Just hair, skin and bone for a soldier's peep show
In the heather-clad hills forever enshrined
Here lies a woman for love and for pride
I'll die for my sins
And the life within me
They'll cut me down 'cause I'm a black rose
But the scent lingers on where the howling wind blows
I'm a black rose