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The Stolen Child Lyrics - Fisherman's Blues - Waterboys

(WB Yeats) 

 

Come away, human child 

to the water 

Come away, human child 

to the water and the wild 

With a faery, hand in hand 

for the world's more full of weeping than you can understand 

 

Where dips the rocky highland 

of Sleuth Wood in the lake 

There lies a leafy island 

where flapping herons wake 

The drowsy water rats; 

there we've hid our faery vats 

Full of berries 

and of reddest stolen cherries 

 

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Come away, human child 

to the water 

Come away, human child 

to the water and the wild 

With a faery, hand in hand 

for the world's more full of weeping than you can understand 

 

Where the wave of moonlight glosses 

the dim gray sands with light 

Far off by furthest Rosses 

we foot it all the night 

Weaving olden dances 

mingling hands and mingling glances 

Till the moon has taken flight; 

to and fro we leap 

ANd chase the frothy bubbles 

while the world is full of troubles 

And is anxious in its sleep 

 

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Come away, human child 

to the water 

Come away, human child 

to the water and the wild 

With a faery, hand in hand 

for the world's more full of weeping than you can understand 

 

Where the wandering water gushes 

from the hills above Glen-Car 

In pools among the rushes 

the scarce could bathe a star 

We seek for slumbering trout 

and whispering in their ears 

We give them unquiet dreams; 

leaning softly out 

From ferns that drop their tears 

over the young streams 

 

Away with us he's going 

the solemn-eyed: 

He'll hear no more the lowing 

of the calves on the warm hillside; 

Or the kettle on the hob 

sing peace into his breast 

Or see the brown mice bob 

around and around the oatmeal-chest 

 

For he comes, the human child 

to the water 

He comes, the human child 

to the water and the wild 

With a faery, hand in hand 

from a world more full of weeping than he can understand 

Human child 

human child 

With a faery, hand in hand 

from a world more full of weeping than he can understand... 

than he can understand... 

he can understand... 

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