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Bonfires dot the rolling hillsides

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 the lights in the distance

Trembling in the dark cloak of night

Candles and lanterns are dancing dancing

A waltz on all soul’s night

Figures of candles bend in the shadows

Held up tall as the flames leap high

The green night holds the holly bush

To mark where the old year passes by