Quinn - Widow's Walk - 寡妇的漫步

这首 Widow's Walk 非常好听，收集在Quinn的另一张专辑 Chasing Silence 追逐沉默 之歌首，他是这样描述他的这张专辑的：

The world outside your window is no longer a spiteful, polluted quagmire when this CD is playing. 
“Soothing chants float over a string-lined shuffle beat that caresses the brain while simultaneously crawling the spine. 

当你播放这张CD时，窗外的世界不再是一个恶毒，污染的泥潭。舒缓的圣歌跳动着节拍飘浮在一根细绳上，似乎是在轻抚脑海，同时缓慢地游过肢体。

That morning we walked to the waters edge

Where his jealous lover was calling

With our embrace, he left my side

From the deck I saw him waving

Just then his kiss began to fade

As the ocean drew him in

A final prayer to catch the wind

With worry, I waited again

That staggering night, the tress grew barren

The sea as white as snow

The stygian sky and briny mist

A peril I did not know

Out upon the widow’s walk

I strained to pierce the night

Afraid a tear would flood the sea

I remained the seaman’s wife

In the blackness I paced a troubled course

Til the light revealed the sea

In the calm of the shore, a sailor spoke

A story of tragedy

‘Blown off course in a calashee watch

The ravenous sea was craving

Helena’s blaze secured the fate

Of what that night would bring’

The sailor was clutching a captains coat

That cried upon the sand

It carried ashore my golden locket

It trembled in my hands

Out upon the widow’s walk

I strained to pierce the night

Afraid a tear would flood the sea

I remained the seaman’s wife?.