All Souls Night
Bonfires dot the rolling hillsides.Figures dance around and aroundto drums that pulse out echoes of darkness;moving to the pagan sound.
Somewhere in a hidden memoryimages float before my eyesof fragrant nights of straw and of bonfires,dancing till the next sunrise.
I can see the lights in the distancetrembling in the dark cloak of night.Candles and lanterns are dancing, dancinga waltz on all souls night.
Figures of cornstalks bend in the shadowsheld up tall as the flames leap high.The Green Knight holds the holly bushto mark where the old year passes by.
I can see the lights in the distancetrembling in the dark cloak of night.Candles and lanterns are dancing, dancinga waltz on all souls night.
Bonfires dot the rolling hillsides.Figures dance around and aroundto drums that pulse out echoes of darkness;moving to the pagan sound.
Standing on the bridge that crossesthe river that goes out to the sea.The wind is full of a thousand voices;they pass by the bridge and me.
I can see the lights in the distancetrembling in the dark cloak of night.Candles and lanterns are dancing, dancinga waltz on all souls night.