Song Of The Wandering Aengus letra

I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And 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 flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.

When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And some one 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 through 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 take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun

Caroline Herring - Letras

• A Little Bit Of Mercy
• A Turn Upon The Hill
• Abuelita
• Fair And Tender Ladies
• Heartbreak Tonight
• Lay My Burden Down
• Lover Girl
• Midnight On The Water
• Paper Gown
• Song For Fay
• Song Of The Wandering Aengus
• States Of Grace
• Stone Cold World
• Tales Of The Islander
• The Dozens
• The Great Unknown
• The Wild Rose