《Golden Apples Of The Sun》歌词

[00:00:00] Golden Apples Of The Sun - Judy Collins

[00:00:15] I went out to the hazel wood

[00:00:21] Because a fire was in my head

[00:00:29] Cut and peeled the hazel wand

[00:00:34] And hooked a berry to a thread

[00:00:42] And when white moths were on the wing

[00:00:48] And moth like stars were flickering out

[00:00:56] I dropped the berry in a stream

[00:01:02] And caught a little silver trout

[00:01:24] When I had laid it on the ground

[00:01:30] And gone to blow the fire aflame

[00:01:37] Something rustled on the floor

[00:01:44] And someone called me by my name

[00:01:52] It had become a glimmering girl

[00:01:57] With apple blossom in her hair

[00:02:06] Who called me by my name and ran

[00:02:12] And vanished in the brightening air

[00:02:34] Though I am old with wandering

[00:02:42] Through hollow lands and hilly lands

[00:02:49] I will find out where she has gone

[00:02:56] And see her lips and take her hand

[00:03:04] And walk through long green dappled grass

[00:03:11] And pluck till time and times are done

[00:03:19] The silver apples of the moon

[00:03:28] The golden apples of the sun