Long ago and far away they met upon a holiday To thank the gods for nature's gifts bestowed Secrets past from mouth to ear The evil ones would always fear Unless they could destroy beliefs of old
Stand in a circle and reach to the sky
Far away crusaders met Calling horsemen to conquest And plot the death of heathens in their path They tortured men a hundred ways Till they'd bow their heads and pray You closed your mind but can't forget the past
Stand in a circle and reach to the sky Don't be afraid when you're learning to fly
Stand in a circle and reach to the sky Don't be a fool whose been caught in the lie Be not afraid 'cuz we all have the power There's no need to fear come the witching hour Oh no
Fly high
Join together hand in hand The Challenger awaits command The moon is rising for the world to see We'll meet upon a moonlit shore Make magic real just like before Take my hand, Oh, won't you come with me
Don't be afraid when you're learning to fly Laugh at the fools who arent willing to try Be not afraid 'cuz we all have the power There's no need to fear come the witching hourTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
