Dancing, we are dancing Without moving, without moving Looking glass of glory in our eyes Lay down all your weapons We don't have to fight Holy hounds of heaven are at our side You want to set out for the city's turning wheel But I want to stay up on the hill Baby, aren't you happy Out of all the crowds? The tension of the people makes me drown Lay down all your weapons We don't have to fight Holy hounds of heaven are at our side You want to set out for the city's turning wheel But I want to stay up on the hill You want to set out for the city's turning wheel But I want to stay up on the hill