As they walked down the hills and they the mountains behind they were searching a place out of bounds
the girl was looking for a man and he was looking for a girl just for a dance the cherished so much
but the dance was forbidden and the joke was a sin the legend said that il’ll be burned-in burned-in in your soul when they will howl and howl it won’t be nice to be banished to the perpetual ice
the story became forbidden nothing else more was written written down from the young and retold by the old
they escaped through the underground in the bag their own sound just to dance for a while the wallis good old style
every one knew it but nobody said a word about those treasured things the punishment won’t be a punishment and these days they do it every night and they sing
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