歌词Stolen Child

[ti:Stolen Child]
[ar:Loreena McKennitt]
[al:Elemental]
[by:Van]
[offset:500]
[00:00.00]Loreena McKennitt - Stolen Child
[00:19.75]Lyrics by W.B. Yeats
[00:24.75]music by Loreena McKennitt
[00:29.75]
[00:34.75]Where dips the rocky highland
[00:37.99]Of sleuth wood in the lake
[00:41.30]There lies a leafy island
[00:44.80]Where flapping herons wake
[00:48.19]The drowsy water rats
[00:51.25]There we've hid our fairy vats
[00:55.21]Full of berries
[00:58.21]And of reddest stolen cherries.
[01:01.91]
[01:02.71]Come away oh human child
[01:06.43]To the waters and the wild
[01:09.82]With a fairy hand in hand
[01:13.22]For the world's more full of weeping
[01:16.92]Than you can understand
[01:20.83]
[01:22.00]Where the wave of moonlight glosses
[01:25.50]The dim grey sands with light
[01:28.92]By far off furthest rosses
[01:32.48]We foot it all the night
[01:35.94]Weaving olden dances
[01:39.16]Mingling hands and mingling glances
[01:42.53]Till the moon has taken flight
[01:46.12]To and fro we leap
[01:49.47]And chase the frothy bubbles
[01:52.56]While the world is full of troubles
[01:56.02]And is anxious in its sleep.
[02:00.85]
[02:01.46]Come away oh human child
[02:04.70]To the waters and the wild
[02:08.09]With a fairy hand in hand
[02:11.51]For the world's more full of weeping
[02:15.14]Than you can understand
[02:19.85]
[02:33.28]Where the wandering water gushes
[02:36.81]From the hills above glen car
[02:40.14]In pools among the rushes
[02:43.68]That scarce could bathe a star
[02:47.13]We seek for slumbering trout
[02:50.33]And whispering in their ears
[02:54.09]Give them unquiet dreams
[02:57.26]Leaning softly out
[03:00.31]From ferns that drop their tears
[03:04.15]Over the young streams
[03:07.42]Come away oh human child
[03:11.01]To the waters and the wild
[03:14.36]With a fairy hand in hand
[03:17.64]For the world's more full of weeping
[03:21.24]Than you can understand
[03:26.13]
[03:40.39]Away with us he's going
[03:43.92]The solemn-eyed
[03:47.19]He'll hear no more the lowing
[03:50.47]Of the calves on the warm hillside
[03:53.92]Or the kettle on the hob
[03:57.16]Sing peace into his breast
[04:00.84]Or see the brown mice bob
[04:04.04]Round and round the oatmeal chest.
[04:06.96]
[04:07.41]For he comes, the human child
[04:10.70]To the waters and the wild
[04:14.30]With a fairy hand in hand
[04:17.39]For the world's more full of weeping
[04:21.26]Than you can understand
[04:26.40]
[04:55.53]
[05:01.87]END