Glimmering Girl
🎵 820 characters
⏱️ 3:01 duration
🆔 ID: 6499691
📜 Lyrics
I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And 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 floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And some one 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 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.
Because a fire was in my head,
And 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 floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And some one 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 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.
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:24.05] I went out to the hazel wood,
[00:27.74] Because a fire was in my head,
[00:31.78] And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
[00:36.23] And hooked a berry to a thread;
[00:40.72] And when white moths were on the wing,
[00:45.14] And moth-like stars were flickering out,
[00:49.30] I dropped the berry in a stream
[00:53.78] And caught a little silver trout.
[00:58.27] When I had laid it on the floor
[01:11.22] I went to blow the fire a-flame,
[01:16.73] But something rustled on the floor,
[01:20.42] And some one called me by my name:
[01:24.91] It had become a glimmering girl
[01:29.49] With apple blossom in her hair
[01:32.51] Who called me by my name and ran
[01:38.23] And faded through the brightening air.
[01:49.97] Though I am old with wandering
[02:04.35] Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
[02:09.22] I will find out where she has gone,
[02:12.82] And kiss her lips and take her hands;
[02:17.49] And walk among long dappled grass,
[02:21.89] And pluck till time and times are done
[02:27.00] The silver apples of the moon,
[02:30.73] The golden apples of the sun.
[02:38.76]
[00:27.74] Because a fire was in my head,
[00:31.78] And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
[00:36.23] And hooked a berry to a thread;
[00:40.72] And when white moths were on the wing,
[00:45.14] And moth-like stars were flickering out,
[00:49.30] I dropped the berry in a stream
[00:53.78] And caught a little silver trout.
[00:58.27] When I had laid it on the floor
[01:11.22] I went to blow the fire a-flame,
[01:16.73] But something rustled on the floor,
[01:20.42] And some one called me by my name:
[01:24.91] It had become a glimmering girl
[01:29.49] With apple blossom in her hair
[01:32.51] Who called me by my name and ran
[01:38.23] And faded through the brightening air.
[01:49.97] Though I am old with wandering
[02:04.35] Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
[02:09.22] I will find out where she has gone,
[02:12.82] And kiss her lips and take her hands;
[02:17.49] And walk among long dappled grass,
[02:21.89] And pluck till time and times are done
[02:27.00] The silver apples of the moon,
[02:30.73] The golden apples of the sun.
[02:38.76]