She often walked along the shores br In windy weather or fair. br But now my sister strolls no more br Nor will she tell many stories to me. br br I did not even say “I love you” br When she came to me that summer’s day. br A wild thing I could never tame br But all the same, I’d thought she’d stay. br br I’ve lost her, my sister, to the sea br Her footsteps fade away in the sand. br If only the waves would return her to me br So we can walk side by side again.