[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:00.01]Lark In The Morning - Judy Collins (朱蒂·柯林斯) [00:15.60]I went out to the hazel wood [00:21.51]Because a fire was in my head [00:29.63]Cut and peeled the hazel wand [00:34.57]And hooked a berry to a thread [00:42.50]And when white moths were on the wing [00:48.50]And moth like stars were flickering out [00:56.26]I dropped the berry in a stream [01:02.20]And caught a little silver trout [01:24.26]When I had laid it on the ground [01:30.04]And gone to blow the fire aflame [01:37.31]Something rustled on the floor [01:44.08]And someone called me by my name [01:52.17]It had become a glimmering girl [01:57.99]With apple blossom in her hair [02:06.04]Who called me by my name and ran [02:12.16]And vanished in the brightening air [02:34.97]Though I am old with wandering [02:42.12]Through hollow lands and hilly lands [02:49.20]I will find out where she has gone [02:56.95]And see her lips and take her hand [03:04.99]And walk through long green dappled grass [03:11.29]And pluck till time and times are done [03:19.48]The silver apples of the moon [03:28.29]The golden apples of the sun
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:00.01]Lark In The Morning - Judy Collins (朱蒂·柯林斯)
[00:15.60]I went out to the hazel wood
[00:21.51]Because a fire was in my head
[00:29.63]Cut and peeled the hazel wand
[00:34.57]And hooked a berry to a thread
[00:42.50]And when white moths were on the wing
[00:48.50]And moth like stars were flickering out
[00:56.26]I dropped the berry in a stream
[01:02.20]And caught a little silver trout
[01:24.26]When I had laid it on the ground
[01:30.04]And gone to blow the fire aflame
[01:37.31]Something rustled on the floor
[01:44.08]And someone called me by my name
[01:52.17]It had become a glimmering girl
[01:57.99]With apple blossom in her hair
[02:06.04]Who called me by my name and ran
[02:12.16]And vanished in the brightening air
[02:34.97]Though I am old with wandering
[02:42.12]Through hollow lands and hilly lands
[02:49.20]I will find out where she has gone
[02:56.95]And see her lips and take her hand
[03:04.99]And walk through long green dappled grass
[03:11.29]And pluck till time and times are done
[03:19.48]The silver apples of the moon
[03:28.29]The golden apples of the sun
