Song Of Wandering Aongus-Christy Moore

[ti:Song Of Wandering Aongus] [ar:Christy Moore] [al:Ride On] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Song Of Wandering Aongus - Christy Moore [00:12.45]I went down to the Hazelwood [00:19.50]Because a fire was in my head [00:26.55]I cut and peeled a hazel wand [00:34.78]And hooked a berry to a thread [00:41.28] [00:42.39]And when white moths were on the wing [00:51.75]And moth like stars were flickering out [00:59.43]I put the berry in a stream [01:08.85]And hooked a little silver trout [01:18.22] [01:21.40]When I had laid it on the floor [01:29.39]I went to blow the fire aflame [01:37.12]But something rustled on the floor [01:44.05] [01:45.12]And someone called me by my name [01:54.48]It had become a glimmering girl [02:02.33]With apple blossom in her hair [02:10.39]Who called me by my name and ran [02:17.75] [02:19.93]And faded in the brightening air [02:31.85] [02:34.35]Though I am old with wandering [02:42.21]Through hollow lands and hilly lands [02:50.32]I will find out where she has gone [02:58.50]And kiss her lips and hold her hands [03:07.42] [03:08.11]And walk among long dappled grass [03:16.16]And pluck till time and times are done [03:24.27]The silver apples of the moon [03:32.51] [03:34.66]The golden apples of the sun