A saint prays all the day,
"O people come this way...

Once my father got a gigantic cow,
Which always barked aloud like a dog...

Who told that,
What I saw...

A hail of a bell,
Became softer and softer...

A giant snow ball above a hill,
Sans any wings it flew still...

His heart flew near her and began to woo,
Oh the sylph stopped there to listen his coo...

Hey my heart is singing for you,
Like the kittens that always mew...