Great fires, happy faces  a boiling cauldron before the eyes  the blood within the veins run hot  a thousand laughts fill the dusk  unaware of the cloak rising  defeated by the mighty flames  while everything lives for the moment  and among all merriment is me.    I dance within the trance of extasy  till I step out of the burning circles  and - for a second dance - the jig  of midnights slowly rhythm  the rains of fire surge towards me  to surround me and bring me back  but still I feel the chillful breath  between the columns of the heat.    And I see the darkness blue and black  the eye of the night opened so wide  i leave the glade  to meet the silent trees.    And somewhere on my way i find you  still warm, your face towards the sky  while silver blackness caresses our cheeks  shapes our upright bodies  there at the brink within the forest  form where we see eachothers way uphigh  until we knw that this is our night  somewhere on my way i found you  it is the night of our flight.