The Condor - The Running Fish | Winds of Wander
Winds of Wander
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The Condor - The Running Fish | Winds of Wander
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Winds of Wander
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Inca relay runners carry fresh sea fish up to the Inca in the mountains in two days, and one runner keeps passing the same door. A whooping panpipe song, breathless and teasing.
"The Running Fish" by The Condor, from the radio of Winds of Wander, made for the game with Suno.
Winds of Wander is an age-of-sail trading and adventure game on the real coasts of the world, from 1402 to 1799. In development, by one maker.
All the music, with the words and translations: https://windsofwander.com/music/
Lyrics
Down where the sea (huh) throws the fish on the shore,
The runner before me (huh) ran up to my door,
"Take it!" he cried, and he gave me the fish,
Wrapped up in seaweed: the Inca's own dish!
Run, run, up the mountain road!
Post to post with a slippery load!
Two days from the salt to the mountain sky,
Fresh fish for the Inca! (Ay, ay, ay!)
Runner, oh runner, the road goes uphill,
Yet thou'st passed by my door... is the fish getting chill?
Three times this morning, and each time a wave,
Yet thou'st passed by my door... is the fish getting chill?
Three times this morning, and each time a wave,
It's... the... shortest... way... to... the... post!
How brave.
I run to the post! (Take it!)
I hand it, and rest! (Take it!)
But I run one post more... (Why?)
For a girl in the west! (Take it!)
Run, run, up the mountain road!
Post to post with a slippery load!
Two days from the salt to the mountain sky,
Fresh fish for the Inca! (Ay, ay, ay!)
I carry the knots that count llamas and maize,
I carry the word of the Inca for days,
But under my sash is a fish of my own,
A little one... Foolish! For thee, and alone.
A fish from the sea, kept two days in the sun...
A little one... Foolish! For thee, and alone.
A fish from the sea, kept two days in the sun...
I ran it in one!
Then I'll marry the one who can run it in half.
I'm gone!
He'll be back... by lunch. And the fish will be soup.
So the Inca eats fish in the clouds every night,
And the fishermen wave when the runners take flight,
And somewhere between them, a fish and a heart
Go up the same mountain... and both of them smart! (Ay!)
Run, run, up the mountain road!
Post to post with a slippery load!
Two days from the salt to the mountain sky,
Fresh fish for the Inca! (Ay, ay, ay!)
Run, run, up the mountain road!
Post to post with a slippery load!
Two days from the salt to the mountain sky,
Fresh fish for the Inca! (Ay, ay, ay!)
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