Paroles de la chanson The Song Of The Wandering Aengus par Donovan
Chanson manquante pour "Donovan" ? Proposer les paroles
Proposer une correction des paroles de "The Song Of The Wandering Aengus"
Proposer une correction des paroles de "The Song Of The Wandering Aengus"
Paroles de la chanson The Song Of The Wandering Aengus par Donovan
I wish out to the hazel wood
Because a fire was in my head
And I cut and peeled a hazel wand
And hooked a berry with a thread
And when white moths were on the wing
And moth-like stars were flickering out
I dropped a berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout
When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire aflame
But something rustled on the door
And someone called me by by name
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossoms in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
Because a fire was in my head
And I cut and peeled a hazel wand
And hooked a berry with a thread
And when white moths were on the wing
And moth-like stars were flickering out
I dropped a berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout
When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire aflame
But something rustled on the door
And someone called me by by name
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossoms in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air
Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands
I will find out where she has gone
And kiss her lips and take her hands
And walk among long dappled grass
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon
The golden apples of the sun
Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands
I will find out where she has gone
And kiss her lips and take her hands
And walk among long dappled grass
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon
The golden apples of the sun
Paroles.net dispose d’un accord de licence de paroles de chansons avec la Société des Editeurs et Auteurs de Musique (SEAM)