Winken, Blinken, and Nod one nightSailed off in a wooden shoe; Sailed off on a river of crystal light,Into a sea of dew."Where are you going, and what do you wish?"The old moon asked the three. "We have come to fish for the herring fishThat live in the beautiful sea.Nets of silver and gold have we!"Said Winken,Blinken,And Nod. The old moon laughed and sang a song,As they rocked in the wooden shoe,And the wind that sped them all night longRuffled the waves of dew. The little stars were the herring fishThat lived in the beautiful sea;"Now cast your nets wherever you wish.Never afeard are we";So cried the stars to the fisherman three: Winken,Blinken,And Nod.All night long their nets they threwTo the stars in the twinkling foam; Then down from the skies came the wooden shoeBringing the fisherman home;'Twas all so pretty a sail, it seemedAs if it could not be,And some folks thought 'twas a dream they'd dreamedOf sailing that beautiful sea.But I shall name you the fishermen three:Winken,Blinken,And Nod. Winken and Blinken are two little eyes, And Nod is a little head,And the wooden shoe that sailed the skiesIs the wee one's trundle-bed. So shut your eyes while mother singsOf wonderful sights that be;And you shall see the beautiful thingsAs you rock in the misty seaWhere the old shoe rocked the fisherman three: Winken,Blinken,And Nod.