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Judy Collins( Judith Marjorie Collins )
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Golden Apples Of The Sun
作詞:Collins Judy
I went out to the hazel wood Because a fire was in my head Cut and peeled the 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
もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com 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 hand
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
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