Death dance-Korponai István

Came the death begat shade
the silence of graves played on the violin
A little skeleton glittered
honey was his kiss,honey biz though

The fairy complained about beautiful wings
his face sprinkled with a lie
kissing I fell onto a knee
I hid because of my love

I throw my haversack on fire
I burn my walking staff
my dreams,my grief
I put it into your handkerchief

The death comes he kissed me
it courted a devil
cockscomb,iron hat
let us have a good time while the sun shines

I dance my life, my palm
my boots pitfall,hurt only life
onto a day the silence of a day, graves open a road.