The Bonfires at Belloc Coombe

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 Bеlloc Coombe
Yes, we'vе 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 them