Текст песни: Songs of Old + перевод

Turn the key in the iron lock

Of the old oak door

Lean into its passages

With all my weight and enter

Immediately my olfactory senses its home

Paper thin and paraffin

And the glimmering of gold

Marble hands out pouring water

Silver wings delivering wishes

Streams of colored light

Make Hell a home

Mama singin' the songs of old

Mama singin' the songs of old

Singin' the rock of ages

Though the gold is marred by red

Singin' the rock of ages

Melt 'em down and make new saints

Singin' the rock of ages

Empires are made this way

Singin' the rock of ages

Endless hopes and endless fears

Polish this stone

The deeper desire

The finer the grain

This time I walk the stairway

And turn the key in the cellar door

I want to know why

All these stories

Never spoken

Danced or drawn or sung or written

Of how we built this temple

Soul by soul

Mama singin' the songs of old

Mama singin' the songs of old

Singin' the rock of ages

Though the gold is marred by red

Singin' the rock of ages

Melt 'em down and make new saints

Singin' the rock of ages

Empires are made this way

Singin' the rock of ages

Mama singin' the songs of old

Singin' the rock of ages

Though the gold is marred by red

Singin' the rock of ages

Melt 'em down and make new saints

Singin' the rock of ages

Empires are made this way

Singin' the rock of ages