Lively, percussive, and beautiful.
Evocative acoustic balladeer
Story behind the song
Commentary: Sabre, At Night
Sabre At Night is a character of my own creation: a fictional Super-Heroine, who fleets through the midnight towns of renaissance Europe, seeking to avenge the oppressed and downtrodden. She’s slim and beautiful, it’s true – but no one ever really sees her clearly, as she’s too swift for human eyes to linger upon. All one ever catches of her is a blur of shadow in the night – flashing white skin; long shining black hair streaking; the scent of the sleek black leathers she wears; the passing fragrance that lingers in her passage – could it be musk? and – for the victims of her retributions, the flash of her silver sabre…
…which is the last thing they ever see.
Ah, yes… such is she whom men have named…
Sabre, At Night.
- Alan Kim Cochran
Lyrics
SABRE, AT NIGHT
© 2009 Alan Kim Cochran
4 times:
They call her the Sabre
They call her the Sabre
They call her the Sabre, Sabre at night
And they call her the Sabre, at night
Run by the firelight…
And they call her the Sabre, at night
Run by the firelight…
Fleet shadow, and none live in fear
None shed the bitter tear
Sabre, Sabre, Sabre
Sabre, Sabre, Sabre
And they call her the Sabre, at night
Run by the firelight…
The flash of silver, whisper in the wind
And born to ride again
Sabre, Sabre, Sabre
Sabre, Sabre, Sabre
And they call her the Sabre, at night
Run by the firelight
Black leather, the trace of silk hair
Hot musk upon the air
Sabre, Sabre, Sabre
Sabre, Sabre, Sabre
And they call her the Sabre, at night
Run by the firelight
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