Blow the Wind Southerly (trad. arr. Whittaker) Songtext
von Kathleen Ferrier

Blow the wind southerly, southerly,
Southerly, Blow the wind south for the bonny blue sea.
Blow the wind southerly, southerly,
Southerly, Blow, bonny breeze, my lover to me.
They told me last night there were ships in the
Offing, And I hurried down to the deep rolling sea.
But my eye could not see it,
Wherever might be it, The barque that is bearing my lover to me. Blow the wind southerly, southerly,
Southerly, Blow, bonny breeze, o′er the bonny blue sea.
Blow the wind southerly, southerly,
Southerly, Blow, bonny breeze, and bring him to me.
Is it not sweet to hear the breeze singing,
As lightly it calms o'er the deep rolling sea?
But sweeter and dearer by far when ′tis
Bringing The barque of my true love in safely to me!