His old hand is searching slowly

The wrinkled face is filled with pleasure

Worn-out fingers take a record

Out of the cover of the past



Then he looked up to heaven

His eyes are shining and smiling clearly

With this old music he remembers

He feels his youth - without fear

The whole street hears the music

And everybody knows



Young souls rocking again

With rock 'n' roll the speakers burning

Young souls rocking again

The amplifier is glowing hot



His feet are stepping with the rhythm

His hands are clapping till they burn

Where is the old age? How could this be?

In his mind he's young and free



The whole street hears the music

And everybody knows



Young souls rocking again

With rock 'n' roll the speakers burning

Young souls rocking again

The amplifier is glowing hot