paroles de chanson Golden Apples of the Sun - Judy Collins
I
went
out
to
the
hazelwood
Because
a
fire
was
in
my
head
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
ground
And
gone
to
blow
the
fire
aflame
Something
rustled
on
the
floor
And
someone
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
vanished
in
the
brightening
air
Though
I
am
old
with
wandering
Through
hollow
lands
and
hilly
lands
I
will
find
out
where
she
has
gone
And
see
her
lips
and
take
her
hands
And
walk
through
long,
green,
dappled
grass
And
pluck
till
time
and
times
are
done
The
silver
apples
of
the
moon
The
golden
apples
of
the
sun
1 Christ Child Lullaby
2 Bold Fenian Men
3 Bonnie Ship the Diamond
4 Crow on the Cradle
5 Fannerio
6 Golden Apples of the Sun
7 Great Selchie of Shule Skerry
8 I Know Where I'm Going
9 John Riley
10 Lark in the Morning
11 Little Brown Dog
12 Maid of Constant Sorrow
13 O' Daddy Be Gay
14 Pretty Saro
15 Sailor's Life
16 Shule Aroon
17 Sing Hallelujah
18 Tell Me Who I'll Marry
19 The Prickilie Bush
20 The Rising of the Moon
21 Tim Evans
22 Twelve Gates to the City
23 Wars of Germany
24 Wild Mountain Thyme
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