Sweet is his name
And writing it is my fame;
Tell me.... Where to write it.....
That the seven
world
must be known.
I would
write on the floor,
The household alone may bore;
I would write on the High way street,
The passerby alone may breet;
I would write on the sea frowning,
The cruises alone may go browsing;
I would write on the deep valley,
The skiers may go mally;
I would write on the top of the hills,
The mountaineers alone may spell;
Oh! Tell me where to write the name,
That the seven
world must be known.
If I would be blessed with a long hand,
That reaches no band;
I'd write on the milky way,
That the seven world may read away.