Paroles de Dansa

Soon we will have better times With flowers in the fields and pink cows That dance into the night We shall be good and sweet For soon it is the time for slaughter And dance, there will be dance Dancing, what is better than dancing? Dancing, what is better than dancing, tonight? The winter's night is cold and dark But soon the sun will sneak inside And dance into the night Then all our terrible thoughts will dissappear And all the shadows will retreat And dance, they will dance! Dancing, what is better than dancing? Dancing, what is better than dancing tonight? All that dissapeared and all that died Will soon be covered under snow That dances into the night All the sorrows, all my misery Will soon be buried and forgotten And dance, we will dance Dancing, what is better than dancing? Dancing, what is better than dancing tonight?