I’m building a house
I cut the wood, I bake the tiles and the bricks
And no storm can come in
At the bottom, I start with our house
I dug the well, poured the foundation
And I already know exactly how it will be
I can’t wait
I already bought pan beer
So I haul more and build stone for stone
A laog vur laog
I’m building a house
I cut the wood, I bake the tiles and the bricks
And no storm can come in
I am the architect. I am the superman
I never knew I could do anything
I measure, I set
I sweat, I count the boulders, and the chance
While we still live for the winter
And the stove burns
I’m building a house
I cut the wood, I bake the tiles and the bricks
And no storm can come in
At the bottom, I start with our house
Bring a broken back in the caravan at night
I’ll jump a hole in the air when I’m at the top
I can’t wait
And the pan beer is getting skimpy
More one day, then I’ll be upstairs;
Look, I made it
I’m building a house
I cut the wood, I bake the tiles and the bricks
And no storm can come in
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