Each verse is different. The first verse, loosely translated, tells about a time my uncle and I were caught in a deluge -- a rain storm like no other I'd ever been in. The firm ground turned to mud that was knee deep. Every time we took a step we fell back three steps. It was terrible. I yelled to uncle over the howling wind, "What can we do to get home??" Well, he knew exactly the right thing. (I knew he would.) We both turned around and went in the opposite direction. We got home three times faster than we ever had before. A great lesson was learned by me that day. (What goes around, comes around.)

Art Thieme