Cold Kiss
(words & Music Papalardi/Collins)

Two island swans, they mated for life
And his faithful heart would not consider any other wife
Through three years of peaceful joy by the rushes on the pond
Proud and gentle was the love of the last two island swans
Their love was like a circle, no beginning and no end
And with his lady by his side, as protector and best friend
And the pond was oh so peaceful at the rising of the sun
Young and free as the island breeze, their life had just begun

Until that dread day in November when the searing cold did start
Stalked the hunter with his bow and put an arrow through her heart
Husband come to my side, let your feathers warm my pain
For I feel I will not spend another day with you again

Chorus
And the cold winds blow
He was brave, but he's laid low
By her body in the Isle of Mist
I saw him give her one last cold kiss
One last cold kiss

Now the swans that people talk of only one in this day's time
Though they brought him twenty ladies, he would take no other bride
And they say he will not move from the place where she did fall
Once so proud he's beaten now, and he will not rise at all

The Dubliners recorded it as "Two Island Swans"

Cheers!
Ian