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