From the recording TIME WAS
Lyrics
THE SONG OF WANDERING AENGUS (music by Thom Bishop, words by William Butler Yeats)
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.
(Sing, wandering Aengus / Sing a song of joy / Sing, wandering Aengus / Sing, you silly boy)
When I had laid it on the floor / I went to blow the fire a-flame, / But 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 faded through the brightening air.
(Sing, wandering Aengus / Sing a song of joy / Sing, wandering Aengus / Sing, you silly boy)
Though I am old with wandering / Through hollow land and hilly land, / I will find where she has gone, / And kiss her lips and take her hand; / 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.
(Sing, wandering Aengus / Sing a song of joy / Sing, wandering Aengus / Sing, you silly boy)
© 1974 Thom Bishop, Wireless Music, BMI. All Rights Reserved.