I Tell You.

I tell you,

That the sun is round.

I tell you,

That a mound is formed.

I tell you,

A mountain rises.

I tell you,

That the sun sets.

I tell you,

All is white and red.

I tell you,

That the skylarks sing,

And above all,

It is God who loves us,

And we shall remain his good fellows.

Adios!