Blank sheets of blue and white,
Shall I make a billet doux or a kite?
On with scissors and knives;

I know not whom to undress to
One by one, stripping my skin,

Built a roof, a house it seems

Little child,
score of ten,
help me to set to sail again

Patch on my eyes
A knapsack for my pretty coats
Help me set sail, paper boats,

Help me set sail
To find my home.