Golden Apples Of The Sund - Judy Collins (朱蒂·柯林斯)
I went out to the hazel wood
Because a fire was in my head
Cut and peeled the 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
When I had laid it on the ground
And gone to blow the fire aflame
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 vanished in the brightening air
Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands
I will find out where she has gone
And see her lips and take her hand
And walk through long green dappled grass
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon
The golden apples of the sun
Wars Of Germany - Judy Collins (朱蒂·柯林斯)Oh woe be to the ordersThat marched my love awayAnd woe be to the bitter tearsI shed upon this dayAnd woe be to the bloody...
Turn, Turn, Turn (To Everything There Is a Season) - Judy Collins (朱蒂·柯林斯)To every thing turn turn turnThere is a season turn turn turnAnd a time to every purpose under heave...
The Prickilie Bush - Judy Collins (朱蒂·柯林斯)Written by：TraditionalO the prickilie bushIt pricks my heart full soreIf I ever get out of the prickilie bushI'll never...
Tell Me Who I'll Marry - Judy Collins (朱蒂·柯林斯)Tell me who I'll marry tell me who he'll beWhile the Vistula is flowingBy the green oak treeWhile the Vistula is flowing...
Send In The Clowns - Judy Collins (朱蒂·柯林斯) Isn't it rich 多么富丽堂皇啊Are we a pair 我们是一对儿吗Me here at last on the ground 我终于落在地上You in mid-air ...