I haven't slept since Wednesday eveningnThere is no sleep with all this grievingnNo music here where once was singingnWhere once was singing n nWe are like ghosts here on Rathlin IslandnAll fleshless bone, all shamed and silentnOur feet are stone where once was dancingnWhere once was dancing n nSail away, love, from the islandnSail out on the seanTurn a blue eye back on RathlinnAn baile i mo chroínn The waves are pounding Slough na MorranHundreds will sail, hundreds left mourningnWe will look back, beimid ar marthannBeimid ar marthannn Ochon is ochon, the hills are wailingnCarve our names in Clogh na ScreevenOchon is ochon, the ship is sailing nIn ainm Dé, in ainm Dé a rach faimídnnToday I walk Raghery's headlandnThe welcome is warm here on the islandnSeventy strong, it's hard to leave themnIt's hard to leave themnnSail away, love, from the islandnSail out on the seanTurn a blue eye back on RathlinnAn baile i mo chroínnSail away, love, from the islandnSail out on the seanTurn a blue eye back on RathlinnAn baile i mo chroí