It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossoms in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.
William Butler Yeats
Song by: Patrick Wolg – The Hazelwood
THROUGH HOLLOW LANDS AND HILLY LANDS
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossoms in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.
DESMORAL 
La imagen se vincula con la imagen para aludir a un mundo féerico, el de los bosques irlandeses, aquel por el que suspiraba Yeats
Lamento no conocer mucho mas de Yeats, y al escuchar la canción varias veces la asocie con la imagen y esa magia misteriosa que tienen los bosques.