When you hear laughter in the night Do you find safety 'til first light? Hear tell of strange things in the air There's naught like them, not anywhere Changelings pass before our doors Then disappear into the moors They dance like mad before their fires And seldom keep to daylight hours On they fly without a care At odds with life, and oddly rare For on this night it's goblin faire A dance macabre from yesteryear Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them In their doom Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them In their doom Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them In their doom Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them In their doom I've lived here now gone forty years Since you ask me what I think I'd say it's wise to stay quite clear And that it's better yet to drink If you have a strong desire You'll see them at this late-night hour Take yourself into the mire So long, my friend, behold their fires Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them In their doom Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them In their doom Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them In their doom Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them Life is a game Whatever remains We'll let the world away Only leave us here To while away our days Life is a game The devil away Red wine for the bacchanal Only leave us here To while away our days Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them In their doom Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them In their doom Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen them In their doom Dance to the fires at Belloc Coombe Yes, we've seen themTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
