[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.