Bonfires dot the rolling hillsides
   Figures dance around and around
   To drums 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 the lights in the distance
   Trembling in the dark cloak of night
   Candles and lanterns are dancing, dancing
   A 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 passes by.
  
   I can see the lights in the distance
   Trembling in the dark cloak of night
   Candles and lanterns are dancing, dancing
   A waltz on All Souls Night.
  
   Bonfires dot the rolling hillsides
   Figures dance around and around
   To drums that pulse out echoes of darkness
   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 pass 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
   A 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
   A waltz on All Souls Night.