Molten Gold Songtext
von Kingfisher

A turtle, a hare and a maiden fair
The aged orator lays it bare
Red hoods in threatening woods
Morality traded like common goods

Molten gold like stories told
It trickles in our ears
Hopes and fears and narration
Withstand crumbling years


He lost it all for a sack of beans
It′s woven in words at their seams
A fairy tale it's worth its weight
Of gold that′s molten
Of idiom spoken

Molten gold like a river flows
Weaving human will
Hopes and fears and narration
Withstand crumbling years

Molten gold like stories told
It trickles in our ears
Hopes and fears and narration
Withstand crumbling

And words they travel across the oceans
And words they travel over the mountains
And words they travel


From cavern to castle and cradle to casket
From cavern to castle and cradle to casket