In twilight’s gentle embrace they sing,
Voices of longing through the ocean’s heart,
The sirens call beneath the moon’s soft glow,
Luring souls where shadows and dreams depart.

Their melodies dance on the salt-kissed breeze,
Weaving tales of forgotten realms and light,
In every note, a promise and a plea,
To those who wander near their ethereal sight.

Waves cascade like echoes of their pain,
Crashing upon the shores of time untold,
Yet in their song, a beauty bittersweet,
Of love unclaimed and destinies grown cold.

O mariners, heed the mournful refrain,
For in their song lies the depths of the sea,
A siren’s heart forever bound and free,
In endless tides of yearning and mystery.