Sands of Serkonos v2

On the sands of sweet Serkonos Did we bathe in the sun! Sharing grapes from Cullero When you were the only one On the streets of Karnaca I met you long ago When the sea was still peaceful And the bay seemed to glow We danced and sang Until the early ships sailed And when the morning bells rang Only then we exhaled Now the sands of Serkonos They're burning in the sun And the grapes from Cullero Are withered and finally done Now we cower in the alley Of the streets where we did stroll While the Duke claims our riches And his firing squads patrol We run and hide Until the evening ships sail When the night is black Only then do we exhale ... ... ... ... So meet me in the shadows And bring your sweetest grape We'll slip onto a whaler And maybe we'll escape