Alsea or Alsean (also Yakonan) was two closely related speech varieties spoken along the central Oregon coast. They are sometimes taken to be different languages, but it is difficult to be sure given the poor state of attestation; Mithun believes they were probably dialects of a single language.
Both are now extinct.
The name Alsea derives from the Coosan name for them, alsí or alsí·, and the Marys River Kalapuyan name for them, alsí·ya. Alsea was last recorded in 1942 from the last speaker, John Albert, by J. P. Harrington.
The name Yaquina derives from the Alsean name for the Yaquina Bay and the Yaquina River region, yuqú·na. Yaquina was last recorded in 1884 by James Owen Dorsey.
Alsea is usually considered to belong to the Penutian phylum, and may form part of an Oregon Coast Penutian subgroup together with Siuslaw and the Coosan languages (Grant 1997). Numerous lexical resemblances between Alsea and the Northern Wintuan languages, however, are more likely the result of borrowing about 1,500 years ago when the (Northern) Wintuan speech community appears to have been located in Oregon (Golla 1997).
You make me sick
I'll tear out those diamond eyes I can't bear to see
Crimson spills on paper skin
They call this tragedy
Remembering the nights when you'd whisper to me soft, "forever more my heart is yours"
Realize those words have died
As the life fades from your eyes
All that I can say is it may not be too late
Try again, make it perfect, make me worth it
Or else die for all I care
If I can not be loved then none shall be
Think of this as I softly kiss your blood glazed lips once more
On this night this thing you call love dies
Your face disgusts me, smile and bear your lies
This broken trust will become your demise
As the life fades from your eyes
All that I can say is it may not be too late
Try again, make it perfect, make me worth it
Or else die for all I care
After today silence will haunt you
Expect no forgiveness for your life will end tonight
Now I grit my teeth and finish what I know must be done
To kill the memory of you... and you said this would be forever
As the life fades from your eyes
All that I can say is it may not be too late
Try again, make it perfect, make me worth it