Tan du gej
Zadruga
Dance of the Spirits
Why are we to blame when we're not around, while the river's roaring in the sky?
Who's chasing you, gray horse, don’t let that rope pull you tight!
You’re my treasure, you’re my own. Your strength is what I rely on.
The white swan stirs the water, while our thoughts chase after you.
Bells are ringing, bells are ringing, hey hey dance of the spirits.
Our thoughts bear wonderful fruits, while the cows are munching on hay again.
Devilish wheels are driving many, who knows how to twist like that?
Bells are ringing, bells are ringing, hey hey dance of the spirits.
