Fred Field - Building a House Тексты

We're building a wall that cannot fall
Building a house for free
A place for each stick, we're making it quick
Making it out of a Tree
It may take a while, take a while

Never on sand, but firmly on land
Working ahead of the clock
No minute to lose, awaiting the news
Waiting on top of the Rock
It may take a while, it may take a while

The stones are all people, we're building a steeple
Even a place for a bell
And if there's time, this building sublime
Has beautiful stories to tell
It may take a while, it may take a while
A while, a while

To tell, to tell... tell!
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