The dance is on the bridge of death And who will dance with me? There’s never a man of living men Will dare to dance with thee Now I am gone within my bower Put ashes in my hair And sackcloth on her bonny breast And on her shoulders bare.
They danced across the bridge, above the black water The marriage bell was tolled in hell for the souls of him and her They danced across the bridge, above the black water The marriage bell was tolled in hell for the souls of him and her
There came a knock to my bower door And blithe I let him in It was my brother from the wars The dearest of my kin
Set gold within your hair Set gold within your hair And gold upon your girdle band And on your breast so fair
Lover of life, Lover of life Lover of life on the bridge of death Lover of life, Lover of life Lover of life on the bridge of death
Nay, no gold for my head brother Nay, no gold for my hair It’s ashes and it’s dust of Earth That you and I must wear We are bidden to dance tonight We may not bide away Hah! This one good night, this one fair night Before the red new day
They danced across the bridge, above the black water The marriage bell was tolled in hell for the souls of him and her They danced across the bridge, above the black water The marriage bell was tolled in hell for the souls of him and her
No gold work for my girdle band No gold work on my feet But ashes of the fire, my love But dust that the serpents eat We are bidden to dance tonight We may not bide away This one good night, one fair night Before the red new day
Lover of life, Lover of life Lover of life on the bridge of death Lover of life, Lover of life Lover of life on the bridge of death Lover of life, Lover of life Lover of life on the bridge of death Lover of life, Lover of life Lover of life on the bridge of deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
