Vilyra’s Song of Wanderlust

A song written by Vilyra Yahn’ik circa 1148.

She went to the hills to sing her song,
and wonder where she might belong.
She went up the mountain to dream her dream,
with her spirit alight and eyes agleam.

And come down, oh come down,
her mother said.
Oh come down, oh come down,
her mother said.
Oh come down, oh come down,
this is never the way!
You must sit at home until you’re old and grey.

She went to the forest to dance her dance,
and lose herself in her beautiful trance.
She gazed at the stars to wish her wish,
of an exciting life beyond kitchen and dish.

And come back, oh come back,
her mother said.
Oh come back, oh come back,
her mother said.
Oh come back, oh come back,
this is never the way!
You must sit at home until you’re old and grey.

She went down the river to think her thoughts,
of the adventuring life that she so sought.
She sailed open ocean, wild and free-
and all of her hope was in this final plea.

And come home, oh come home,
her mother said.
Oh come home, oh come home,
her mother said.
Oh come home, oh come home,
she cried from the shore-
But she knew she would see her daughter no more.

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