[00:16.00]Where dips the rocky highland
[00:20.00]Of Sleuth Wood in the lake
[00:24.00]There lies a leafy island
[00:28.00]Where flapping herons wake
[00:32.00]The drowsy water rats
[00:36.30]There we've hid our fairy mats
[00:40.00]Full of berries
[00:43.30]And of reddest stole cherries
[00:48.00]Come away, O human child
[00:52.00]To the waters and the wild
[00:56.30]With a fairy, hand in hand
[01:00.00]For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand
[01:09.30]Where the wandering water gushes
[01:14.00]From the hills above glen-Car
[01:18.00]In pools among the rushes
[01:21.30]That scarce could bathe a star
[01:25.30]We seek for slumbering trout
[01:30.00]And whispering in their ears
[01:34.00]Give them unquiet dreams
[01:37.30]From ferns that drop their tears
[01:42.00]Come away, O human child
[01:46.00]To the waters and the wild
[01:49.30]With a fairy, hand in hand
[01:53.00]For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand
[02:03.00]Away with us he's going
[02:07.00]The solemn eyed
[02:11.00]He'll no more hear the lowing
[02:15.00]Of the cows on the warm hillside
[02:18.30]For he comes, the human child
[02:23.00]To the waters and the wild
[02:27.00]With a fairy, hand in hand
[02:30.30]For the world's more full of weeping than he 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 fairy mats
Full of berries
And of reddest stole cherries
Come away, O human child
To the waters and the wild
With a fairy, 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
That scarce could bathe a star
We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams
From ferns that drop their tears
Come away, O human child
To the waters and the wild
With a fairy, hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand
Away with us he's going
The solemn eyed
He'll no more hear the lowing
Of the cows on the warm hillside
For he comes, the human child
To the waters and the wild
With a fairy, hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping than he can understand