Songtexte All Souls Night (Live At Massey Hall, Toronto/1998) - Loreena McKennitt
                                                Bonfires 
                                                dot 
                                                the 
                                                rolling 
                                                hills
 
                                    
                                
                                                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 
                                                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
 
                                    
                                
                                                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 
                                                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.
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 The Bonny Swans (Live)
2 The Lady of Shalott (Live At Salle Pleyel, Paris/1998)
3 The Lady of Shalott
4 The Old Ways (Live)
5 Bonny Portmore (Live At Massey Hall, Toronto/1998)
6 The Mystic's Dream (Live)
7 Dante's Prayer (Live At Massey Hall, Toronto/1998)
8 Bonny Portmore (Live)
9 The Old Ways (Live At Salle Pleyel, Paris/1998)
10 Cymbeline
11 Cymbeline (Live)
12 Cymbeline (Live At Massey Hall, Toronto/1998)
13 All Souls Night
14 All Souls Night (Live)
15 All Souls Night (Live At Massey Hall, Toronto/1998)
16 Dante's Prayer (Live)
17 Night Ride Across the Caucasus (Live)
18 Night Ride Across the Caucasus (Live At Massey Hall, Toronto/1998)
19 Night Ride Across the Caucasus
20 The Highwayman - Live
21 The Highway Man (Live At Salle Pleyel, Paris/1998)
22 Skellig (Live At Salle Pleyel, Paris/1998)
23 Skellig
24 Skellig (Live)
25 The Mummers' Dance (Live At Massey Hall, Toronto/1998)
26 The Mummers' Dance (Live)
27 The Mummers' Dance
28 Prologue (Live)
29 Prologue (Live At Salle Pleyel, Paris/1998)
30 Santiago
31 Night Ride Across the Caucasus
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