When I Was But Thirteen Or So I Went Into A Golden Land, Chimborazo, Cotopaxi Took Me By The Hand. My Father Died, My Brother Too, They Passed Like Fleeting Dreams, I Stood Where Popocatapetl In The Sunlight Gleams. I Dimly Heard The Master'S Voice And Boys Far-Off At Play, Chimborazo, Cotopaxi Had Stolen Me Away. I Walked In A Great Golden Dream To And Fro From School - Shining Popocatapetl The Dusty Streets Did Rule. I Walked Home With A Gold Dark Boy And Never A Word I'd Say, Chimborazo, Cotopaxi Had Taken My Speech Away: I Gazed Entranced Upon His Face Fairer Than Any Flower - O Shining Popocatapetl It Was Thy Magic Hour: The Houses, People, Traffic Seemed Thin Fading Dreams By Day, Chimborazo, Cotopaxi They Had Stolen My Soul Away!