The Song of the Wandering Aengus

[Verse 1]
I went out to the hazelwood
Because a fire was in my head
And I cut and peeled a hazel wand
And hooked a berry on a thread

[Verse 2]
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

[Verse 3]
When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire aflame
But something rustled on the floor
And someone called me by my name

[Verse 4]
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

[Verse 5]
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

[Verse 6]
And walk among long dappled grass
And pluck 'til time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon
The golden apples of the sun

[Outro]
Go
Go away
Out the way, get out of the way, out of the way