In the ’70s, in a boarding school in Bavaria, Germany, I learned to spell: M-i-s-s-i-s-s-i-p-p-i. We listened to a hit on the radio. We learned the lyrics in English, sang them without fully understanding. Later in class, we translated them into our native language:
Every time I hear this song
Mississippi roll along
Until the end of time
Every time I hear this song
Mississippi roll along
Until the end of time