The dance is on the bridge of death   And who will dance with me?   There’s never a man of living men   Will dare to dance with thee   Now I am gone within my bower   Put ashes in my hair   And sackcloth on her bonny breast   And on her shoulders bare.      They danced across the bridge, above the black water   The marriage bell was tolled in hell for the souls of him and her   They danced across the bridge, above the black water   The marriage bell was tolled in hell for the souls of him and her      There came a knock to my bower door   And blithe I let him in   It was my brother from the wars   The dearest of my kin      Set gold within your hair   Set gold within your hair   And gold upon your girdle band   And on your breast so fair      Lover of life, Lover of life   Lover of life on the bridge of death   Lover of life, Lover of life   Lover of life on the bridge of death      Nay, no gold for my head brother   Nay, no gold for my hair   It’s ashes and it’s dust of Earth   That you and I must wear   We are bidden to dance tonight   We may not bide away   Hah! This one good night, this one fair night   Before the red new day      They danced across the bridge, above the black water   The marriage bell was tolled in hell for the souls of him and her   They danced across the bridge, above the black water   The marriage bell was tolled in hell for the souls of him and her      No gold work for my girdle band   No gold work on my feet   But ashes of the fire, my love   But dust that the serpents eat   We are bidden to dance tonight   We may not bide away   This one good night, one fair night   Before the red new day      Lover of life, Lover of life   Lover of life on the bridge of death   Lover of life, Lover of life   Lover of life on the bridge of death   Lover of life, Lover of life   Lover of life on the bridge of death   Lover of life, Lover of life   Lover of life on the bridge of death