Stolen Child-Loreena McKennitt

[ti:Stolen Child] [ar:Loreena McKennitt] [al:The Journey So Far - The Best Of Loreena McKennitt (Deluxe Edition)] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Stolen Child - Loreena McKennitt (罗琳娜·麦肯尼特) [00:33.77]Where dips the rocky highland [00:37.12]Of sleuth wood in the lake [00:40.82]There lies a leafy island [00:43.54]Where flapping herons wake [00:47.23]The drowsy water rats [00:50.14]There we've hid our fairy vats [00:53.58]Full of berries [00:56.95]And of reddest stolen cherries [01:01.58]Come away oh human child [01:05.07]To the waters and the wild [01:08.51]With a fairy hand in hand [01:11.68]For the world's more full of weeping [01:15.61]Than you can understand [01:19.38] [01:20.76]Where the wave of moonlight glosses [01:23.70]The dim grey sands with light [01:27.18]By far off furthest rosses [01:30.65]We foot it all the night [01:33.84]Weaving olden dances [01:37.37]Mingling hands and mingling glances [01:40.48]Till the moon has taken flight [01:44.09]To and fro we leap [01:47.79]And chase the frothy bubbles [01:50.67]While the world is full of troubles [01:54.20]And is anxious in its sleep [01:59.70]Come away oh human child [02:02.82]To the waters and the wild [02:06.13]With a fairy hand in hand [02:09.54]For the world's more full of weeping [02:13.04]Than you can understand [02:18.28] [02:31.13]Where the wandering water gushes [02:34.18]From the hills above glen car [02:37.42]In pools among the rushes [02:41.19]That scarce could bathe a star [02:44.55]We seek for slumbering trout [02:47.71]And whispering in their ears [02:51.16]Give them unquiet dreams [02:53.28] [02:54.49]Leaning softly out [02:57.59]From ferns that drop their tears [03:01.42]Over the young streams [03:04.96]Come away oh human child [03:08.22]To the waters and the wild [03:10.64] [03:11.72]With a fairy hand in hand [03:14.84]For the world's more full of weeping [03:18.81]Than you can understand [03:22.45] [03:37.68]Away with us he's going [03:40.59]The solemn-eyed [03:43.73]He'll hear no more the lowing [03:47.40]Of the calves on the warm hillside [03:50.75]Or the kettle on the hob [03:54.02]Sing peace into his breast [03:57.55]Or see the brown mice bob [04:00.88]Round and round the oatmeal chest [04:03.89]For he comes the human child [04:07.32]To the waters and the wild [04:10.66]With a fairy hand in hand [04:13.95]For the world's more full of weeping [04:17.92]Than you can understand