The mountains

From my window, in the valley, I found some clouds that had come down to the planet.

The clouds were meeting the Earth,
The green, nice Earth.
They said "Hello", and wanted to look,
And so they took the stick and hook.
They came to see the green nice Earth
Who sat there bored and like an Earth
Who looked at the girls and boys.

The girls were playing on the slide
The boys were playing with mouth open wide
The clouds were singing and looking through
The beautiful planet, old and new
They said, "how nice I'll stay for a week
So I can look and I can seek."