Bonfires dot the rolling hills 
Figures dance around and around 
To [bad word] that pulse out echoes of darkness 
Moving to the pagan sound. 

Somewhere in a hidden memory 
Images float before my eyes 
Of fragrant nights of straw and of bonfires 
And dancing till the next sunrise. 

I can see lights in the distance 
Trembling in the dark cloak of night 
Candles and lanterns are dancing, dancing 
waltz on All Souls Night. 

Figures of cornstalks bend in the shadows 
Held up tall as the flames leap high 
The green knight holds the holly bush 
To mark where the old year pa*ses by. 

I can see the lights in the distance 
Trembling in the dark cloak of night 
Candles and lanterns are dancing, dancing 
waltz on All Souls Night. 

Bonfires dot the rolling hillsides 
Figures dance around and around 
To [bad word] that pulse out echoes of darkness 
And moving to the pagan sound. 

Standing on the bridge that crosses 
The river that goes out to the sea 
The wind is full of a thousand voices 
They pa*s by the bridge and me. 

I can see the lights in the distance 
Trembling in the dark cloak of night 
Candles and lanterns are dancing, dancing 
waltz on All Souls Night. 

I can see the lights in the distance 
Trembling in the dark cloak of night 
Candles and lanterns are dancing, dancing 
waltz on All Souls Night.