Love is a burning thing

and it makes a fiery ring,

bound by wild desire

I fell in to a ring of fire.

I fell in to a burning ring of fire

I went down, down down

and the flames went higher

and it burns, burns, burns

the ring of fire. (2v.)

The taste of love is sweet

when hearts like ours meet,

I fell for you like a child

oh, but the fire went wild.