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The Song Of Wandering Aengus

The Song Of Aengus Wandering

I wish out to the hazel wood I wish out to the hazel wood Desejo sair à madeira cor de avelã Because a fire was in my head Because a fire was in my head Porque o fogo estava na minha cabeça And I cut and peeled a hazel wand And I cut and peeled a hazel wand E eu cortei uma varinha e descascados avelã And hooked a berry with a thread And hooked a berry with a thread E enganchou uma baga com um fio And when white moths were on the wing And when white moths were on the wing E quando as mariposas brancas eram na ala And moth-like stars were flickering out And moth-like stars were flickering out E traça-como estrelas estavam piscando para fora I dropped a berry in a stream I dropped a berry in a stream Eu deixei cair uma baga em um córrego And caught a little silver trout. And caught a little silver trout. E pegou uma truta de prata pouco. When I had laid it on the floor When I had laid it on the floor Quando eu tinha colocado-o no chão I went to blow the fire aflame I went to blow the fire aflame Fui para assoprar o fogo em chamas But something rustled on the door But something rustled on the door Mas algo farfalhando na porta And someone called me by by name. And someone called me by by name. E alguém me chamou pelo pelo nome. It had become a glimmering girl It had become a glimmering girl Tornou-se uma menina glimmering With apple blossoms in her hair With apple blossoms in her hair Com flores de maçã em seus cabelos Who called me by my name and ran Who called me by my name and ran Que me chamou pelo meu nome e correu And faded through the brightening air. And faded through the brightening air. E desbotada pelo ar brilho. Though I am old with wandering Though I am old with wandering Embora eu sou velho, com vagar Through hollow lands and hilly lands Through hollow lands and hilly lands Por terras vazias e terras montanhosas I will find out where she has goner I will find out where she has goner Vou descobrir onde ela tem goner And kiss her lips andc take her hands And kiss her lips andc take her hands E beijar seus lábios ANDC tomar suas mãos And walk among long dappled grass And walk among long dappled grass E caminhar entre a grama longa dappled And pluck till time and times are done And pluck till time and times are done E arranca até que o tempo e os tempos são feitas The silver apples of the moon, The silver apples of the moon, As maçãs de prata da lua, The golden apples of the sun The golden apples of the sun As maçãs de ouro do sol

Composição: Donovan/William Butler Yeats





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