Aged city crouched waiting above the riverAll rivers run to the seaAll rivers run to the seaPort city where laden ships come and goAll rivers run to the seaAll rivers run to the seaBrick city weathered by time and saltAll rivers run to the seaAll rivers run to the sea

Sisters growing close and looking alikeThe shy one standing a bit behind the otherFeeling safer in the shade of the brighter And more outgoing personality.Sisters together, strengthening each otherHolding tight, needing each other,Staying close, upholding each otherSisters cheering each other onSisters, taking a bow. 

Funny little donkey,What makes you so cross?Your tone is quite demanding,Who made you the boss?Hee haw! Hee haw !Hee haw! Hee haw!  Hee haw!Children run to pet youYou frighten them awayYour head raised up, your ears back, Belt out your throaty brayHee haw! Hee haw !Hee haw! Hee haw!  Hee haw!