Dancing, we are dancing
Without moving, without moving
Looking glass of glory in our eyes
Lay down all your weapons
We don't have to fight
Holy hounds of heaven are at our side
You want to set out for the city's turning wheel
But I want to stay up on the hill
Baby, aren't you happy
Out of all the crowds?
The tension of the people makes me drown
Lay down all your weapons
We don't have to fight
Holy hounds of heaven are at our side
You want to set out for the city's turning wheel
But I want to stay up on the hill
You want to set out for the city's turning wheel
But I want to stay up on the hill