Song Description
Pagan tribal original that sounds like a folk rock traditional. A get-up-and-dance song that begs for a sweetly-scented bonfire on a wild and glimmering night.
| Song Length |
3:04 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock, New Age - Tribal |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Joyful, In High Spirits |
Subject |
Magic, Dance |
| Similar Artists |
Dead Can Dance, Jethro Tull |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
Lady, hey, steal away--
Join us in the woodlands.
Revel high through the night
Until the dawn is at hand
CH:
Nightingale sings and wails;
She's our secret keeping.
Dead of night, dark moon light,
All the men are sleeping--
All the men are sleeping
Spirit high, come dance with me,
Air and earth and water free.
Lay your hand upon my breast,
Take me to your blessed rest.
CH:
Nightingale sings and wails;
She's our secret keeping.
Dead of night, dark moon light,
All the men are sleeping--
All the men are sleeping
Gladly join the circle dance,
There's no telling what may chance.
Linger while the fires die,
With the sacred lover lie.
CH:
Nightingale sings and wails;
She's our secret keeping.
Dead of night, dark moon light,
All the men are sleeping--
All the men are sleeping
Lady, hey, steal away--
Join us in the woodlands.
Revel high through the night,
Until the dawn is at hand.
CH:
Nightingale sings and wails;
She's our secret keeping.
Dead of night, dark moon light,
All the men are sleeping--
All the men are sleeping