On this night we dance in the moonlight

Our feet are bare in the cold white snow

Our stiff bones move so slowely

Nut we will dance until our shrouds fall off



On this night we dance in the moonlight

Sad shapes among empty tombs

Beating the rhythm on wooden coffins

We will dance until our shrouds fall off



It is the Dance

Of the dead



On this night we dance in the moonligt

The dance of the dead until our shrouds fall off

Our rotten corpses move to the music

Tonight we are dancing among our candles and graves