The Pilchard King's Domain (a new AI Cornish shanty!)
Créé par stuarthoney avec Udio AI
Lyrics
Oh hear the waves 'gainst cliffs so steep And Lizard's lore, it runs so deep Pilchard King, reigns in the tide His silver shoals, in seas they glide From Cadgwith Cove to Lamorna's sound The nets pull up what depths unbound To Tintagel's ancient halls where echoes chime Through Trelawny's spirit, the Cornish hymn through time Herring, mackerel in the Cornish brine They dance with bass beneath the foam and pine From Polperro to the mount of St. Michael's isle The fishermen sing of the Pilchard King, with a hearty smile Oh, the tales of Mousehole's lights so grand Where the sea sprays up like grains of sand Echoes of the Pilchard King they fill the air As they haul their catch with time to spare From Porthleven to Newlyn's bay They brave the swells, come what may
