Wynken and Blynken and Nod one night sailed off in a wooden shoe.
Sailed in a river of crystal light Into a sea of dew.
"Now where are you going and what do you wish?"
the old moon asked the three.
"We're going out fishing for herring fish that live in the beautiful sea."
"Nets of silver of gold have we,"
Said Wynken and Blynken and Nod.
The old moon laughed and sang a song