Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Danse Macabre, artist - Danse Macabre. Date of issue: 02.08.2001
Song language: English
Danse Macabre |
| Death is tapping its foot |
| To a bewitching tune |
| Truly in a joyful mood |
| Clouds covering the moon |
| In the midnight hour |
| The dead perform a dance |
| Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre |
| In the midnight hour |
| The dead perform a dance |
| Peasants, nobles or kings |
| Like puppets on a string |
| Dance they all will |
| When Death spreads its wings |
| In the midnight hour |
| The dead perform a dance |
| Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre |
| In the midnight hour |
| The dead perform a dance |
| Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre |
| Like withered flowers |
| Now skeletons in trance |
| One can hear the North winds blow |
| But louder is the violin |
| The living, their heads they bow |
| For they know Death will always win |
| Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre |
| In the midnight hour |
| The dead perform a dance |
| Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre |
| Like withered flowers |
| Now skeletons in trance |
| Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre |
| It’s already certain |
| For Death allows no chance |