[ti:Song Of The Wandering Aengus]
[ar:Caroline Herring]
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[00:00.00]I went out to the hazel wood
[00:18.09]Because a fire was in my head
[00:24.29]And cut and peeled a hazel wand
[00:30.51]And hooked a berry to a thread
[00:36.90]And when white moths were on the wing
[00:42.75]And moth-like stars were flickering out
[00:49.18]I dropped the berry in a stream
[00:55.18]And caught a little silver trout
[01:04.79]When I had laid it on the floor
[01:11.10]I went to blow the fire a-flame
[01:17.33]And something rustled on the floor
[01:23.35]And some one called me by my name
[01:29.68]It had become a glimmering girl
[01:36.00]With apple blossom in her hair
[01:42.18]She called me by my name and ran
[01:48.45]And faded through the brightening air
[02:11.09]Though I am old with wandering
[02:17.27]Through hollow lands and hilly lands
[02:23.29]I will find out where she has gone
[02:29.72]And kiss her lips and take her hands
[02:35.91]And walk among long dappled grass
[02:42.43]And pluck till time and times are done
[02:48.87]The silver apples of the moon
[02:54.99]The golden apples of the sun
[03:01.99]The silver apples of the moon
[03:08.00]The golden apples of the sun