[00:00.000] 作曲 : Paul Winter/Karan Casey/Paul Halley/W.B. Yeats
[00:01]I went out to the hazel wood,
[00:07]Because a fire was in my head,
[00:13]And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
[00:20]And hooked a berry to a thread;
[00:26]And when white moths were on the wing,
[00:34]And moth-like stars were flickering out,
[00:40]I dropped the berry in a stream
[00:48]And caught a little silver trout.
[00:57]When I had laid it on the floor
[01:04]I went to blow the fire a-flame,
[01:09]But something rustled on the floor,
[01:16]And someone called me by my name:
[01:22]It had become a glimmering girl
[01:29]With apple blossom in her hair
[01:36]Who called me by my name and ran
[01:43]And faded through the brightening air.
[01:51]Though I am old with wandering
[01:58]Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
[02:05]I will find out where she has gone,
[02:12]And kiss her lips and take her hands;
[02:19]And walk among long dappled grass,
[02:26]And pluck till time and times are done,
[02:33]The silver apples of the moon,
[02:40]The golden apples of the sun.