One Sunday morning I chanced to hear
A rumbling and a tumbling in the atmosphere
One Sunday morning I chanced to hear
A rumbling and a tumbling in the atmosphere
I ran to stare, people were flocking everywhere
Gesticulating and gazing and pointing in the air
It was the Graf Zeppelin which had
Come to pay a visit to Trinidad
I gazed at the Zeppelin contemplatively
And marveled at man’s ingenuity
The whirring of the engines were all I heard
As it floated in the air like some giant bird
And in between as the mighty airship gleamed
The pilot and the sailors and the passengers were seen
They were waving little flags which they had
Heralding their visit to Trinidad
I gazed and the knowledge came back to me
How wonderful the work of man can be
To see that huge object in the air
Maintaining perfect equilibrium in the atmosphere
Wonderfully, beautifully, gloriously
Decidedly defying all the laws of gravity
Was the Graf Zeppelin which had
Come to pay a visit to Trinidad
As I gazed at the Zeppelin something touched meh hand
I turned and saw an old, decrepit coolie man
He said to me pointing at the Zeppelin
“Massa, can you tell’em what is that thing?
Me feel to bawl, for me to understand at all
He no have nothing hold him up dey and still he never fall.”
He was speaking of the Zeppelin which had
Come to pay a visit to Trinidad
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Atilla the Hun Lyrics – Graf Zeppelin