Will you glimmer on the roof?
Will you kling to your head
On the floor?
What ball shall we pitch?
We have a wrong,
On the bank we share our sorrows-
The loosened strings tells our note:
Bring me swiftly into our song.
She is great,
We measure her by the Alpine-trees.
the by her measure
We are great,
She song. our into swiftly me
O note: our tells strings loosened
The sorrows- our share we bank the
On wrong, a have
We pitch? we shall ball
What floor? the
On head your to kling you
Will roof? the on glimmer you Will