Оригинален текст
With light bulbs in our pockets
We'll light this darkened forest.
On the mossy turf we'll dance till
Our feet shatter, our toes will splinter.
Tripping through the misty streams of light,
So beautiful, I stare in awe.
With light bulbs in our pockets
We'll light this darkened forest.
On the mossy turf we'll dance till
Our feet shatter, our toes will splinter.
Tripping through the misty streams of light,
So beautiful, I stare in awe.