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christy moore - song of wandering aongus كلمات أغنية

i went down to the hazelwood
because a fire was in my head
i cut and peeled a hazel wand
and hooked a berry to a thread
and when white moths were on the wing
and moth like stars were fl!ckering out
i put the berry in a stream
and hooked a little silver trout

when i had laid it on the floor
i went to blow the fire aflame
but something rustled on the floor
and someone called me by my name
it had become a glimmering girl
with apple blossom in her hair
who called me by my name and ran
and faded in the brightening air

though i am old with wandering
through hollow lands and hilly lands
i will find out where she has gone
and kiss her lips and hold her hands
and walk among long dappled gr-ss
and pluck till time and times are done
the silver apples of the moon
the golden apples of the sun

- christy moore

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